Back when I was living in Michigan, and surprised my sister Kelly, we hung out one night and she took the above photo of me in my gross carpeted extended stay apartment.
And then she posted it on Facebook with the caption, "Private message me if you're interested."
You would think I would definitely have gotten a boyfriend out of the deal. I mean, look at my sexy stance. Look at my leggings as pants. Nope.
"I don't know. She's got a lot of mileage on her." - my brother-in-law.
"Isn't that what they call "vintage?"" - my brother.
"Maybe we could work out a trade. I have a bottle of ketchup." - my brother-in-law. (Inside joke.)
"How much for the door knob?" - old friend of my brother's.
"...Are you calling my sister a door knob?" - my brother.