Girls, Girls, Girls

My little guy loves women and girls, blondes in particular. We were eating lunch on a patio overlooking a classic car show and he decided to up his game.  There was an adorable little girl with blonde ringlets and a pink frilly dress standing near our table and my guy walked right up to her, gave her a couple gentle pats on the shoulder, a quick hug, then a sweet kiss.  In true manly fashion, he then held her shoulder and pointed to the car show saying, “Vroom! Vroom!”  I think she was duly impressed.