I’ve been waiting for you.
Be honest with me – did you ever think you’d find your soul-mate at a bar?
But on a 1-800 number? Oh, yes.
So why haven’t you called? I’ve been waiting for you, and so have all my drop-dead gorgeous friends, all luscious blondes, red-heads, and brunettes between the ages of 18 and 24. There’s just so much more to us than our beautiful faces, our firm, taut bodies, and our ability to recline seductively while talking on the phone.
What, you say? Why in the world would there be hot chicks on the phone, waiting for me to call?
Because, silly, we’re just like you. We’re lonely, we’re scantily clad, and we’re tired of the run-around at the bar, just like you! It gets so tiring, being continually hit on, having men buy us drinks in the hopes of seeing us again, answering the same tired questions on what cup size we wear, what it would take, money-wise, to see us again, fielding questions regarding who we live with and whether or not he’s armed.
It’s so tedious being beautiful and well built, don’t you think?
I can just tell that we’re going to get along.
So why haven’t you called?
Gnome, Sweet Gnome
3 hours ago