
MatthewMcconaughey-hey.
That's my crush.
Mama Kat asked me and I'm tellin you straight up like a shot of Citron with a side of lemon.
My crush.
Mr. Hey hey.
Crush as in.. puppy love?
Hardly my friends.
This is a RATED M for mature Crush.
Crush as in.. when he smiles...my heart crushes inward like an accordian being man handled by some leder hosen clad polka player. He stops me in my tracks.
He is that crush-a licious.
And if he stepped foot into my abode ( and if my husband wasn't there to mess it all up, nor number 1, 2, or 3 child) I'd totally say that too him.
Why hello Mr... MatthewMcconaughey-hey.
Cuz I know it would go over well. I"m all smooth like that with the XY factors of the world.
Seems fitting that Matthew's sir name... involves my own coined term. A total SIGN in my book. It was meant to be.
"Hey heyyy.. " is a term my sis and I made up to describe... a time when for some odd reason, despite your best efforts at denying it, you feel that little tug.. that " hey heyyyyy... " and start imagining horizontal things.
Nuff said?
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And... if Mr. Matthew Hey Hey were to drop by... 338... I"d be seriously hey heying all over the place. Like some Hey hey hoboken.
You dig?
No messing around. No formality. Let's just MatthewMcconaughey-hey.
He appeared magically on Regis and Kelly yesterday, in re-run format.. like a breath of re-run serenity on my hectic First Day of Kindergarten craziness. All smiling slyly at me from his seat. I know what he was thinkin.
Duuurty!
HEY HEEEEEEYYY.. said his eyes.
Squeeeeeeeeze Polka-cordian went my heart.
I don't even care if he's some stinky granola crunch pot smoking horizontal hemper.
I have a shower. I like granola. I can hold off the lectures about the evils of pot smoking.
Provided he swings by in his trailer, parks it in front of my house for a bit, talks a little southern sweet tea to me...
I'll be allll good.
Hey Hey mr. Matthew.
Fancy meetin you here.
Where can you park your trailer??
well sir..
I 'll show you were to park your trailer.
Wink. Wink. ( Trip on pile of crap kids left on floor...)
SupahMOmmy... FOILED AGAIN.
Who would you Hey Hey if the stars aligned... and the world were your oyster?