It is cold/flu season and of course I have fallen victim.
Not because I frequently get sick but more so because I have four exams next
week, and that is usually when things like this happen. Yuck. I’ve attractively
been quarantined in the bedroom with a box of tissues, cough drops and aspirin.
Justin checks on me periodically, most of the time I have a tissue up one nostril
and look super sexy.
About a year ago Justin and I just developed this language
that revolves around the “rock” aka Dwayne Johnson. We frequently describe
things by saying phrases like: I love you more that the Rock loves rock candy,
I love you more than the Rock loves baRock Obama, I love you more than the Rock
loves Rocking Horses… you get the gist.
Well in honor of Justin being fantastic by making me tea, buying me cupcakes
and putting up with my incessant borderline Shakespearian melodramatic whimpers
and whines I present this shirt:
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| photo credit: Imgur |
Apparently it is real; I found it on Imgur. I do think it would be slightly better if it had a photo of the Rock on it...preferably when he is in his traditional wrestling garb. But, regardless I think that
Justin needs it… especially after all he has done for me. Next thing you know
he will be buying me a horse, a spaceship or my dream house or something.
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