It's amazing what one little sentence can do to my mood. Ken and I were chatting before he went to his friends' place, and we did the usual, "See me later," instead of goodbye.
I've always been tempted to say, "Later gator," but I figured he'd think I was a dork.
But tonight, I said, "See me later," and he said, "Later tater."
I smile every time I think about that.
I'm such a dork.
I've always been tempted to say, "Later gator," but I figured he'd think I was a dork.
But tonight, I said, "See me later," and he said, "Later tater."
I smile every time I think about that.
I'm such a dork.
