One evening last week, at sunset,
I had a little date. No, it wasn’t with Motor Man. But he wasn’t jealous. My date for this particular sunset had webbed feet.
His table manners weren’t the best. He even “dunked” his food!
And a couple of times, he gave me “that” look.
But it’s easy to overlook those little annoying habits.
Because he’s so very handsome in the sunset light.