When my ex declared he was moving to New Zealand (an Ohio boy, none the less) my brother shouted "I hope he stays there forever, best thing that could happen"
I think that's why yesterday when the Kooky Kiwi (as he is affectionately known) showed up in the hardware store where I work, I about plotzed. I'm 99% sure it wasn't him, but I'm not positive. Made me a tad paranoid last night, as the only reason he would be in town is to harass me!
