Today I write to you about a magnificent beast.
He lives in my television set and his name is Drew
Each day (monday to friday at least) at 4:00 pm SHARP, I turn on the television, change the channel to TVOKids and Baby Boy and I watch Arthur (the a-a-r-d-v-a-r-k with the annoying as hell little sister) (no, Arthur is not my celebrity crush, just say no way to beastiality kids) and then when the 22 minutes of “Crazy Bus” and Mary Moocow are over I get to see my celebrity (ish) crush.
Laugh all you want, but he is probably more attainable than your celebrity crush. He lives 4 hours away and he is around my age. Plus even though he is on television, he isn’t really a celebrity, so he most likely doesn’t have an ego to match David Beckham’s.
Don’t worry, I’m not going to go to Toronto and try something, i’m lusty, not crazy 😉