So, once upon a time Mr. Wonderful himself (aka McCutie) and I were hanging out for the first time ever. We were on the strip in front of TI watching that horrible excuse for a pirate show. We had time to kill before the show started so we did some major people watching and I pointed out all the D-bags to him. You can spot a d-bag a mile away by his pink polo shirt complete with a popped collar and plaid shorts. (you laugh, but you know it's true) Well....fast forward just a few short weeks later and McCutie is beginning to be McD-Bag. I tried to have a serious talk with him, and when he was unresponsive I told him exactly what he'd done that hurt my feelings ( I don't have time to get into it now, but trust me, he sucks) and what did he have to say for himself? Was there a "sorry" or did he even try to defend himself? NO. Nothing. Seriously, nothing. So I've decided to send him a gift so he knows exactly how I feel.
I pink polo shirt, with a HIGHLY starched POPPED collar.
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