"Don't do anything stupid, the right guy will come along" Miriam stated

"Am tired, I've been on 30 dates in the past two weeks and all were a failure; Sorry Miriam, but am gonna do it" she lamented

"Just wait one more week, if my "Operation: Spilled" does not work, then fine, do what you must but please wait a week" Miriam begged.

"Spilled, what the hell is that I don't even like tea" She questioned.

"I know but French Vanilla is Better" Miriam added.

Exactly one day before the week ends, she got so lonely that she couldn't wait anymore.

So many night outs, so many failed dates;

Why wait for the right guy to come along, when you can create.

Furious to be in a relationship, you married yourself;

And to start your own family, you impregnated yourself.

Coming out of the insemination clinic, feeling like your life is now on the path of happiness,

You bumped into Dan;

A perfect depiction of what you wanted in a man.

With his coffee spiling all over his sweat shirt, he asked to buy yours;

Is the universe starting to open your doors?

Hand shaking so nervously, your soda started to fizz.

Which is a rather profound courtesy, having that you just spilled his.

As you accompanied him to buy coffee, he removed his shirt,

You're eyes could not resist the level of masculinity composed in a man;

As you have never seen so much veins in a hand.

Biceps, Triceps, Pectorals and Abdominals, he literally would wear,

Seeing this, she couldn't resist but to stare.

You reached out you're arm to touch if they we're truly there,

As he turned around, her arm collided with the coffee, which threw everything in the air.

You were now French vanilla;

And he became Chocolate Mocha.

He began to explain that he got a phone call to buy two cups of coffee and enter the clinic at 2:25 pm sharp; but the call ended and he didn't even get to enquire why or who it was.

Totally Weird...