Tupac is an educated, well dressed, suburban boy with manners and class. He has a desk job and is trained well enough that being out with him in public is always a good experience. We're going to the ballet this weekend...
All right Sassy, what the hell. Why are you blathering about his presentability? You're talking too much. What are you hiding, woman???
OK, fine! Tupac grew up on a farm and has a deep and abiding love for John Deere tractors. A love so deep and twisted that he has John Deere plates, OMG! His salt and pepper shakers? Yep, also John Deere. He has an
JD = Green. Grandpa = Red.
See the problem? And the only way to work through a problem as two mature adults in a relationship is to mock each other over it, right?
So yesterday I put this up on Facebook:
And told him that it would be even MORE sexy if it were red.
Tupac then sent me this:
My John Deere lovin man went out and found me a RED tractor. Squeeee!!!!
And this is why I can't bring myself to talk about him. I sound like a complete moron!
I'm embarassed for myself.