The gorgeous mind of Myka
Here's what I love about you so freaking much, Myka Fox: Sometimes your absolute brilliance gets concentrated down into a single, perfect nugget.
Example: "I just Rick-rolled my own soul."
I mean, picture me in my car, driving through almost zero-visibility snowfall. My mouth is already hanging open because I'm dumbfounded by your creativity, as you describe your innermost self as a deserted karaoke bar. I'm thinking, "Mother-fuck I love this woman's brain." Then you drop that priceless nugget, and I want to drive into a snowbank and die, because it will never ever get better than this moment in my life. BUT IT DOES!
Myka: "You know I have a magician fetish, right? ... The thing is, I love a man who withholds. No one withholds more than a magician."
You, Mam, are a delicious, comical treat. I could eat you up.
Thanks for making my day - yet again.
You can consider this a formal proposal of marriage.
Craig
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