My Candied Men usually don't wear so much clothing, but David Williams is a stone-cold fox. He could be my Candy Man every week. And, I need him now more than ever.
Because right now, I'm enervated. Everything is getting on my absolute last nerve. My weekend was anything but restorative and now I'm back under a mountain of stuff to get done. So, until David knocks on my door, hands me a cold beer and offers to rub my feet, I'm fussy. Wolfman, take me away!!
I can't help it, I need more!!