Kyle really knows how to bring the romance. Last night, at our Valentine's Day dinner date, the conversation turned to how little money I have right now, and how very poor I am (truly, $28 in my bank account right now).
Whitney: "I am so poor. I seriously think I might have to start stripping"
Kyle: "And the good news about that is, you don't even have to be good looking to be a stripper"
Whitney: [blank stare]
Kyle: "Oh...that didn't come out right did it?"
Sigh, he melts my heart
4 comments:
"Poor Whitney" is now a label.
Haha I love it this label because it applies to both my financial status and emotional status
Kyle has always been such a charmer!
Whitney, you can come out here and be my maid. I won't make you strip, and you won't even have to worry about money, because you can eat all the leftover scraps the cat rejects.
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