My point is that my good friend is now walking (or skipping) along wearing the pink goggles of luuuve. That’s not all, though. She wants us all to put on the pink goggles of luuuve, even me, and in order to help me do this, she bought me a very pink book (almost as pink as the goggles) called Pocket Superflirt (no, not in a dirty way).
The books introduction guarantees that if you would only slip pocket Superflirt in your handag next time you go out, you’ll never have to go home alone again… Because that wouldn’t come off as just a tiny little bit desperate. No, of course not.
I can just picture the tremendous success I’m destined to have when I try to pick up the stud at the bar while consulting my little, pink book with the words SUPERFLIRT written on it in capital letters, almost as big as the book itself. Sure he’ll want to be my boyfriend. He’d be to scared to turn me down, in case I’d start stalking him and boil his pets.
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