There! did you catch that?
Hmmmm, let's try again:
Did you catch it this time? No?
Well let me explain.....
There is something very raisiny about Ethan. No, he isn't purple or wrinkled and he doesn't dance around to "Heard if through the grapevine" with sunglasses on. (although that would be really cute!)
He SMELLS like raisins! SMELLS LIKE THEM!
(I bet you forgot to scratch and sniff your screen above.
Go on back up, I'll wait.....
oh, do you not have that feature?? Well I promise, he SMELLS EXACTLY like a box of just opened raisins. Or maybe it is more like a pudgy, child hand grasping them on a hot summer day. Something in between those two)
And, no, I don't eat a lot of raisins. Or even grapes. And I don't drink wine.
It is a true mystery! This raisin-ness is all his own.
(and this will now go into the archive entitled "things to embarrass Ethan with later" surely to be pulled out when he has met his special someone.)
(unless he still smells like raisins, and then that could be a problem)
(unless he finds a special someone who LOVES raisins)