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asphaltcowgrrlA friend is coming down from Utah this weekend and wants to meet up. Okay, no problem.
She sends me an email this morning confirming Saturday for lunch. She then says, "But I need to stop by to meet your boys first."
Me: ....
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OH. She means Gideon and Fawkes. OOOOOOOH.
Not my jazzy boys.
MY GINGER BOYS.
I was so confused for a second there. *headdesk*
And... here's Da Boyz pretending to be groceries on Saturday.
She sends me an email this morning confirming Saturday for lunch. She then says, "But I need to stop by to meet your boys first."
Me: ....
....
....
OH. She means Gideon and Fawkes. OOOOOOOH.
Not my jazzy boys.
MY GINGER BOYS.
I was so confused for a second there. *headdesk*
And... here's Da Boyz pretending to be groceries on Saturday.
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Date: 2024-07-09 05:10 pm (UTC)I kinda wanna meet the boys from work but would most definitely prefer to meet your Ginger Boys!
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Date: 2024-07-09 05:48 pm (UTC)Some of the guys I work with are fabulous. Others... 😬
But yes, the ginger boys are a ton more fun and won't try and catsplain to you either.