So, on Thursday I was driving home from Madison to Milwaukee. I happened upon a large Chevy truck, with all the fixins. Bigger wheels, tinted windows, custom paint, the works. The guy must have been cool. Anyways, I could see from a distance that there was something written in window paint on his back window. As I approached, I realized it said,
"Happy 11 months, my prince!"
Complete with a hand drawn rose underneath.
I can't think of one person that I dated that would have allowed me to do such a thing without kicking me to the curb.
I laughed. Hard. And I'm a girl.
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and really, 11 months? what kind of a celebration is that? why not wait for the year anniversary? duh.
i'm not sure i want to see what she does for the full year if that was only her 11 month surprise.
I'm so jealous.
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