Texting between Boyfriend and me:
Boyfriend: I just had an Amish soft pretzel. Best food ever.
Boyfriend: Those Amish soak everything in butter.
Me: I should be Amish.
Boyfriend: Good luck with that.
Me: Do Amish have hair straighteners?
Boyfriend: Yes.
Me: I could totes be
Amish then. Easy peasy.
Boyfriend: I know some people. I could get you in. butter
heaven.
Me: I don’t do bonnets, btw.
Me: Do Amish eat cake?
Boyfriend: Yes.
Me: Perfect.
Seriously. What’s not to love about being amish? You get
soft pretzels and cake and things in butter. And I heard they can use cell
phones because those don’t have cords, so I can still get my internet. Where’s
the bad?
I think I’m leaning towards becoming Amish, guys!
Welp, it was worth a list.
