What’s cuter than someone who calls herself a diva? A large rock bouncing down a hill and hitting me on the shin. Also acceptable: An even larger rock rolling over the diva just as she’s about to tell someone she’s a diva.
What’s cuter than someone who calls herself a diva? A large rock bouncing down a hill and hitting me on the shin. Also acceptable: An even larger rock rolling over the diva just as she’s about to tell someone she’s a diva.