Visit Home: Part 4 (Becca)
Hello Gentle Reader!
No… I don’t know… I don’t even have to introduce what’s going on to me!
It makes me want to growl.
Next on my list…
When I agreed to date him. He went, “Whoa-Momma.”
Was I really that attractive?
I don’t know.
So, Johnny, he instantly appeared, he was dipping me holding me around the waist, “Hey baby… You want a piece of Johnny?”
“That depends…”
“On what baby?”
“On how well you treat me.”
“Come now baby…” He threw me in the air, posed, caught me, spun me, then dipped me again in a matter of seconds, “Let’s not talk about you… Let’s talk about my pretty.”
He’s handsome, but handsome can only get you so far. He carried me, and it was like, warp speed. We landed at a place called Pop’s and he said, “Hey Pops… Get me like seven cheeseburgers and get the lady a sensual salad.”
“What is up-“
“Wait babe… Johnny’s gotta study his pretty.”
He pulled out a mirror, and I don’t know, combed his hair at warp speed. He turned to me, and said, “Does Johnny look pretty?”
“I don’t know…”
“Do you love me babe?”
I stared into his eyes activating my power. I read his thoughts and I heard the Fairly Oddparent’s theme song.
I’m forgetful, but I don’t know, he’s dumb.
“Check please.”
This is terrible. I don’t know, how much worse could it get…
-Becca
PS. 5
No… I don’t know… I don’t even have to introduce what’s going on to me!
It makes me want to growl.
Next on my list…
When I agreed to date him. He went, “Whoa-Momma.”
Was I really that attractive?
I don’t know.
So, Johnny, he instantly appeared, he was dipping me holding me around the waist, “Hey baby… You want a piece of Johnny?”
“That depends…”
“On what baby?”
“On how well you treat me.”
“Come now baby…” He threw me in the air, posed, caught me, spun me, then dipped me again in a matter of seconds, “Let’s not talk about you… Let’s talk about my pretty.”
He’s handsome, but handsome can only get you so far. He carried me, and it was like, warp speed. We landed at a place called Pop’s and he said, “Hey Pops… Get me like seven cheeseburgers and get the lady a sensual salad.”
“What is up-“
“Wait babe… Johnny’s gotta study his pretty.”
He pulled out a mirror, and I don’t know, combed his hair at warp speed. He turned to me, and said, “Does Johnny look pretty?”
“I don’t know…”
“Do you love me babe?”
I stared into his eyes activating my power. I read his thoughts and I heard the Fairly Oddparent’s theme song.
I’m forgetful, but I don’t know, he’s dumb.
“Check please.”
This is terrible. I don’t know, how much worse could it get…
-Becca
PS. 5
posted by Becca the Magnificant at 1:34 AM
11 Comments:
he sounds like a dork
Yeah. But some dorks are cute.
No commnet on dorks.
Things are lookin' even better for the H-Man.
I think you can put him on the 'reject' pile.
Just please don't judge all Earthers by him. While he does have impressive hair, he's really not that bright.
when are you gonna break down and tell the parents that you can get them a grandkid or two without getting hitched...
They might stop pressuring after that.
*ducks the barrage of buckets*
I'm so glade that us Jedi don't have to date or marry for that matter.
Then again that man only cares about one thing, and that is the way of most men that are not Jedi.
Freak out! Scary or what?
On the plus side, this guy is wearing pants.
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