So I can't even begin to tell you how thrilled I am about the WWE being in Seattle this weekend. Not that I wouldn't travel to see The Big Show, because I would. You know I would.
I mentioned earlier that my friend, who happens to work at the hotel where they're staying, called me and mentioned that TBS called for valet laundry service. Well, being the girl-on-the-go that I am, I skipped over there this afternoon and retrieved his bag of clothes.
I know this sounds a bit stalkery, but it isn't. I'm one of his biggest fans, and it's the least I can do to give him the cleanest clothes he's ever had. You have no idea how excited I was to open that bag up and smell the musk.
He's going to have the cleanest underwear ever. I spent the last hour washing his undies by hand in my sink, giving them the attention they deserve.
Just writing this makes me squeal with delight.
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