You know, when you're in a committed relationship, you both have that list of celebrities you'd leave your SO for? One of hers called me last night and left a voicemail for her. Seriously wierd ****. Turns out his parents were in my uncles 2nd (3rd maybe) wedding, so I was Mr. Nice Guy and pulled enough strings to get a signed picture and DVD sent to her. Major brownie points. Then homeboy calls me. Caller ID came up blocked, so it went to voicemail, and bingo, it's the #2 dude she would leave me for on the line.
I kinda wish I had answered so she could have talked to him (since I have no ******* clue who he is since I only watch movies in English and musicals and telenovelas suck) but if he had offered, she would have all of her **** packed and out of my house in thirty minutes.
The whole point of those "Famous people I'd leave you for" lists is that you have no chance to ever have it happen, so it's safe. Then homeboy calls you at dinner one night to talk to her.
I think now she needs to find a way to have Charlize Theron give me a call to even the score.
On the upside, I'm now the coolest guy on the planet since homie has my number and called me. And I sent him straight to voicemail.