Well, new friend, here we are. If you found my page, you must be a curious stalker, looking for some good entertainment. Grab your popcorn and buckle up. If you're like me, you might even have second-hand embarrassment. Hi, I'm Beth. Apparently, I've resorted to marketing. I would like the record to show this wasn't Plan A. Plan A was to meet a wonderful man organically—probably while reaching for the same book in a charming independent bookstore, or when our flights were inexplicably upgraded, and we ended up sitting next to each other on the way to London. But "organic" secretly had a lot of pesticides. Plan B was dating apps. I could share with you my photo album entitled "Profiles from Hell" that has over 150 men dressed as clowns (no shade to Ronald), on ventilators, asking for a third person to join their marriage, and some unusually close to their cows. And now here we are. I have a QR code. Honestly, why not? The dating game has changed, a...
How can you say “no” to the man who boldly claims he’s everything you are NOT looking for? 😆
ReplyDeleteTrying to connect the dots between Isaiah 48 and flipping you the bird, but I'm flummoxed
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