Okay, guys? This one’s for you.
Why is it that when a girl decides to enjoy the single life every single available guy in a 10 mile radius decides to ask her out?
Frig, I guess I just need to find the off switch for this amazing charisma of mine. Or something.
Or boys need to stop sucking at reading The Signals.
Slash, I could never date a guy who couldn’t tell the difference between “there,” “their,” and “they’re.” And who says, “Ya’ll,” on an all-too frequent basis.
To steal a page from Beth’s book: +headdesk+
(Comic property of: nataliedee.com: 4/27/2006: “hovering.”)