Tyler, you’re so small. I’m going to squish you tightly into a little ball. Then, I will tuck you into my purse and go on my date to find a regular sized man. A man who can romance me. You’re just to tiny, Tyler. I’m sure you will be able to hear everything from within my purse, that is, as long as my phone doesn’t crush you. You will stay nestled amongst my lipstick and keys whilst I have dinner with a big strong man. Tiny Tyler shall be my squishy little friend, only seen by me. We can have...