Wednesday, April 11, 2012

Matchmaker, Matchmaker

I have no shame in admitting that there have been times in my current single-lived life that I have seriously considered joining or signing up for one of the many matchmaking sites I see flashing on my TV screen like a gazillion times a day; only because I envision that exact kind of a man right up there, the apple of my esthetic eye, being my perfect match.  But I have also had a nagging little feeling there was a reason why I've always held off, resisted the urge. And after seeing this, now I know why.  I've already found mine in a canine named Sid.  And we're gonna live happily ever after.  Right up until that mustachioed man up there decides to make us a trio.

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