Me: "It's a good thing I got you in Kentucky, because if we met in LA I wouldn't have had a chance with you. Luckily, you don't realize how cute you really are."
Him, shouting out the window of the car: "Ladies, I now realize how cute I really am. You can all come out of your homes."
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do i have to warn all the girls in LA to hide their knives now that Mack realizes how "cute" he is? [Cute is in quotation marks because his cuteness is merely alleged not proven in any scientific--even socially scientific--way]
Actually, Shannon, when we were in Amsterdam, Mack discovered he is the vitruvian man, which means he is of DaVincian proportions, which means he is perfect. Scientific justification... for me throwing up at the Madame Tusaud Wax Museum.
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