Apparently my girlfriends don't read my blog because they have decided to set me up with a young man.
I pointed out some of the things I have written in the past few days -- I'm still married, I'm not sure I'm ready for all that -- they said pishposh.
When I added that I'm currently licking a teeny tiny wound inflicted by the teacher, they threw my own stuff back at me: "don't no one monkey stop the show!"
What cracks me up is the elaborate plan that they have cooked up for me and this fella that he is not privvy to. When I heard all these shenanigans, all I could think about (while laughing) is the scene in "Two Can Play That Game" when Anthony Anderson says, "The C.I.A. ain't got shit on a woman with a plan."
We shall see.