I enjoy quaint, old-fashioned customs like being nice to people.
When my phone rings, I stay very, very still. If I don’t move, it can’t see me.
I’m pretty terrified of the possibility that you guys might crawl out of my phone like that girl in The Ring.
Can’t speak for all women but generally I’ll just keep nagging until you agree with me, sometimes even after that. You know, for sport.
I’m not a shout it from the rooftops kind of person, but I’ll write it on a post-it and leave it lying around for people to see.
I need plastic surgery to fix whatever it is about my face that gives people the impression I want to hear about their relationship problems