This afternoon I had a super hot date with Vlad the Plumber*. That is if by “hot date” you mean “appointment with the plumber to get the kitchen faucet replaced”.
Yeah.
Kitchen faucet looks great.
I, on the other hand, am heartsick with infatuation. Vlad’s the bomb.
Sigh.
*No, Vlad is not a plumber from the Russian Mob. His name has been changed to protect his innocence.