So George is a huge fan of Facebook. If any of you are friends with him, I apologize. He posts things all day long…like one million things. Anything from him professing his love for me (I know, lame – and really f*cking embarrassing), professing his love for Obama or posting positive feel-good messages to the “world”. I don’t know, I can’t explain it and I try to ignore it. I mostly just scroll past any post by him…until my friends say something about what he’s posting. And then I look.
Today, he posted this:
He posted that picture with the caption “size matters”. I wish I could make this sh*t up. Seriously. SERIOUSLY!
After Keri brought up the picture in Zumba I decided to ask George about it. He told me that he saw the truck in South Jesus today and had his picture taken with it. I asked him who took the picture because I just think it’s weird. He said it was some girl. And then he told me that the girl said “My mom thinks you’re hot” and someone she was with asked if he was single.
After I stopped laughing, I told George that I think he’s hot too. That’s what I was supposed to say, right?