Your date tonight. It’s like snapping in that last piece of the puzzle that holds the whole picture together. Everything that’s supposed to rock is rockin’ with an extra helping of more. There are no substitutions. No stunt doubles, no pretenders. Tapped straight from the source. A gushing geyser of “grab the front of the shirt, pull ‘em close, kiss with your hands on his face kinda deal.” Drink it up, honey. This magic don’t fall off trees.
Song for the Soundtrack of Your No Date Tonight
You’ve got a temporary kind of love. So many temps it’s like a damn staffing agency. A shuffle of the deck and your face card comes up with your part-time lovah’s nickname: “Single Serving Southwest Guy,” “New York,” “Fun Guy,” “Twitter BF,” “Good Times,” “___ Right This Minute,” and so it goes. Tonight you got the joker in your hand. That means you skip your turn. Go with the hand you’re dealt, dollface. And think about rent-to-own. (S)he with the most miles on the frequent renter card eventually has to fold to stay in the game.[Diamond Rugs, “Call Girl Blues” Diamond Rugs, 2012] [youtube id=”Q1WCNUb6wL8″ width=”600″ height=”350″]