The following is a text message conversation that took place in Orlando, Florida on October 13th, 2011 at 3:00pm EST. Names may have been changed to protect The Very Nice, Innocent, Unnamed Boy From Utah That Loralee Knows Online But Had Never Met Up Until This Point. In fact, we’ll just call him TVNIUBFUTLKOBHNMUUTP. I’m all about keeping it simple, yo.
LORALEE: Hey! We’re all going to dinner tonight after we’re done with the show if you wanna come along?
TVNIUBFUTLKOBHNMUUTP: Sound good! Let me know when and where.
LORALEE: Meet us at Crave at 8 o’clock. Just so ya know, dinner is on my bosoms!
LORALEE: OMG. BOSS. DINNER IS ON MY BOSS. NOT BOSOMS.
LORALEE: DAMN. YOU. AUTO. CORRECT.
TVNIUBFUTLKOBHNMUUTP: Ha, ha, ha! Sounds great…I think I’ll take dinner on my plate, though. ;)
Luckily, TVNIUBFUTLKOBHNMUUTP, has a GREAT sense of humor.
Those of you without my phone number in your address books should be doing the Hallelujia dance of relief right now. For those of you that are less fortunate, well…prepare. Because one day? THIS COULD BE YOU, PEOPLE.