It is with a heavy heart that I inform you that love failed to blossom between The Football Player and The Cheerleader.
There was however a whirlwind 3 week romance that dare I say it, was the best 3 weeks of their lives. Oh sure, they'll deny it, but really, what do they know - he's a dumb jock, and she's a bimbo dancer.
He's destined to become addicted to Oxycontins in order to quell the pain of old sporting injuries, and she's going to be on a pole begging for cash. It's not my fault - I tried to help.
I'm teasing of course. I really do think the world of both of them both and wish them nothing but the best. I'm sad it didn't work out as I really did think they'd be good for each other. But, it would seem that Cupid I am not.
The Cheerleader has moved on and seems to have found the love that I couldn't find for her. And it sounds like the new guy is going to be around for a while so I guess he'll need a nickname. The Candyman? The Baseball Guy? The Vegas Odds Maker? Oh wait, that last one is me!
As for The Football Player, I'm not sure he's found love yet, but he's had no trouble finding companionship. Ahhhh, the life of a rock star. I know that's not what he wants, but he's living out a lot of men's fantasies. Seriously dude, enjoy it while you've got it.
1 comment:
hey there meanie... seems the blogsphere needs a Natalie Jewel update!!!
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