Summer is on its way and I don't know about you, but I'm not letting just any 25-year-old boy in his mom's Toyota Prius pick me up for ice cream this year.
It's 2019 and our summer fling standards have gone waaay up, honey. We need dependability. We need a good attitude. We need someone who isn't going to take two sips of a Bud Lite and ask his friends to Instagram Live him climbing the roof of the community center Brad.