Oh Jesus Keisha – really? I say we send her snorkling in the gulf to play a little current event catch up.
Incidentally, I’m still amazed that we can clone sheep, transplant organs, make computers communicate wirelessly, and all these other achievements, yet oil and water has us scratching our heads like Christopher Lloyd in a re-run of Taxi.
Oh, I love Keisha. I don’t know why, but I do. She seems so optimistic. You could tell her the world was due to end in three hours and with an ‘O LOL ’ she’d just be off, happy as anything. In fact, if the world were to end, I’d want none other than Keisha to deliver the news to me.
And for some reason David’s ‘Keisha, where have you been?’ makes me think she just disappears for weeks on end and then returns without even explaining.