Burning up the quarter mile…

Dec 15, 2011 | Things I wish I'd written

Overheard in the O’Hare Red Carpet Lounge:

Him: A hickie from Kenickie’s like a Hallmark card. When you only care enough to send the very best.

Her: Did you just…?

Him: Greased lightning, baby…

Her: I think I love you.

America. Sometimes I love you too.