Case in point, why I am so crazy in love with this crazy man in my life:
We were in the car. He was driving me to get my eyebrows waxed. That in itself is enough, right? A man who willingly and eagerly comes along and waits while you get your eyebrows done, just because he loves being with you so much. Amiright or amiright?
So, there we were, enjoying eachother’s company, when this song came on the radio, and we turned up the volume and started singing along:
Only, when it came to the chorus, he sang: “I think you’re se-xy! I think you’re se-xy!”