Hey girl, are you my Uncle Gary who lives on a nature preserve and takes mushrooms once a week and talks to insects? Because every time I see you, you give me butterflies.
I want you to know that I have many unsolved problems, for example when I count sheep at night and I end up telling them how much I love you.
Id I make a smoothie, will lesbians come to my yard? Because milkshakes bring the boys and I don't want that.
I hope you're down for an adventure. I found an old canoe in my parents garage last weekend that we can use to sail around the world. It's got a couple holes in it but if we take turns bucketing the water out we should make it to the horn of Africa by the end of the month. What do you say?