I’m still not exactly sure what Kelis means by “milkshake,” but I would like to announce that I am an owner of one. How do I know? It started last year. Before I had a milkshake, my yard was void of all the boys and now that I have a milkshake, my yard is overflowing with them.
It sounds exciting, I know, but wouldn’t this have been way more useful about 5 years ago? I don’t want it now. It’s too overwhelming. I’m busy and I just want to live my life. Also, it’s not like it’s just nice, honest, hot guys up in my yard–I’ve got old guys, creepers, crazies, homeless men, trashmen, white trash men, hipsters, douche bags, married dudes, alcoholics, 15-year-old boys, a guy with anger issues, guys with girlfriends who want threesomes and even a guy with a foot fetish.
How do I give back this milkshake!? I think I got a dud or something. I just want to be me and be with someone who is himself and together we’ll fit.
Also, whoever that person is would probably find this funny: