Y'know how one occasionally hears a gal bemoan the fact that she'll never find a man like her father, and one immediately starts thinking along the lines of 1950s male-dependency Electra complexes, and please, can't we have a little imagination?
Well, this morning my poppa woke me up to bring me a latte and madelines.
If I ever find a guy to do that, he'd be golden.
Well, this morning my poppa woke me up to bring me a latte and madelines.
If I ever find a guy to do that, he'd be golden.