One of my Twitter followers sent me an interaction she had on the meat market today:
“Oh no, a chipmunk has escaped from the forest! I’m calling pest control now…”
Now, I have seen her profile, and I don’t understand where this would have came from.. She is adorable, and even so much as got a message once that said: “Your profile, I swear I’m going to print it out and post it on my fridge for all my friends to admire! Keep it up you adorable lil’ nerd.”
Personally, I think any guy could easily fall for her, because aside from being super cute, she advertises in her profile that she has gone bungee jumping…. naked.
Anyway- she responded:
“I don’t get it… are you saying I have fat cheeks or am furry?”
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“You exude an aura of mischievousness fused with a patina of happy-go-lucky. In a word, a chipmunk. Notice also that chipmunks are pretty mobile and like to scamper about hither and thither with rapidity…
List a couple of places you’ve lived before (says you’ve bounced around a bit on your profile)…”
Okay- that’s kind of endearing.. He definitely took a shot in the dark with this message. I, personally, probably would have not asked for clarification and would have been offended that he was calling pest control. I am NOT a pest. (Okay, I totally am.. but that’s beside the point.)
If nothing else of his message was good news: At least he knows big words!