Once upon a time, in a land far, far away, there lived a beautifully mature queen. (Because she can write what ever she wants to write.) Still believing in love, beautifully mature queen doesn’t intentionally look for dates for her single friends, it just happens.
One day as she was minding her own business 🙄, MQ spots a handsome suitor for her beautiful, sweet young friend.
Dashing to catch up to Handsome, she sweetly asks in a slight Texas beauty queen drawl, “say, do you like my girl?” and nods her big Texas queen hair in the direction from whence he came. (Is that proper use of whence?)
Umm, yes, Handsome replies, perhaps caught a little off guard.
MQ: Your profession is such and such?
H: Yes
MQ: Are you handy with a horse?
H: No
MQ: So you wouldn’t be comfortable in a ranch situation?
H: Oh I would be comfortable in a ranch situation, as we have land up north.
Beautifully mature queen proceeds with caution...
MQ: And your hobbies are?
H: Mountain biking, skiing, climbing, fishing, camping, biking...
MQ: So, you would be able to show my girl the flowers in the mountains?
H: Indeed
MQ: I wanted to vet you first. Would you like to meet her?
Handsome nods.
MQ: Here’s her phone number. Be nice. If it doesn’t work out, no problem.
H: We have to watch out for our friends.
MQ: Yes we do.
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