Once upon a time, a guy asked a girl 'Will you marry me?'
The girl said, 'NO!'
And the guy lived happily ever after and rode motorcycles and went fishing and hunting and played golf a lot and drank beer and scotch and left the toilet seat up and farted whenever he wanted.
The End
This was shamelessly lifted from Cathy's Capers so go pay her a visit and see about life in the foothills of the Dandenongs in Australia.
Monday, April 13, 2009
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