Irony.
Either someone up there has mistaken my life for a sitcom, or my subconscious was trying to tell me something. Either way, Sango, it looks like you're stuck with me for another night. Cheesy horror movies again, or would you like to try for an actual traditional date? (Or I can meet you halfway and we can get decked out for a romantic night at the Hanyou Arcade.) Let me know.
My dad thinks there's something wrong with me because I didn't get any bids at the auction. I told him that I hadn't signed up to be auctioned off and he said that, when he was my age, that wouldn't have made a difference. Sometimes I worry about the kind of man I'll grow up to be.
My dad thinks there's something wrong with me because I didn't get any bids at the auction. I told him that I hadn't signed up to be auctioned off and he said that, when he was my age, that wouldn't have made a difference. Sometimes I worry about the kind of man I'll grow up to be.