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Originally Posted by pilotbob
What comes to mind after I read this:
So now I'm praying for the end of time / To hurry up and arrive / 'cause if I got to spend another minute with you I don't think that I can really survive/ I'll never break my promise / Or forget my vow / But God only knows what I can do right now/ I'm praying for the end of time / It's all that I can do! / Praying for the end of time / So I can end my time with you!
BOb
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How about this: At that critical point in UncleDuke's story, the prospective groom takes a deep breath, stands up straight and says firmly: "Not a farkin' chance in your wildest dreams lady." Then turns to the guests and says, "If any of you single blokes out there care to come forward in my stead and take this lady's hand in holy contract, sacrifice your manhood at this here alter, and walk with your tail between your legs for as long as you both shall live, then get your emasculated butt up here and say "I DO," 'cause "I Don't," and leave her sorry self standing right there with the double-crossing preacher and an empty space where her ever-lovin' just vacated. Just as you're about to walk through those heavily carved church doors to the freedom outside, you turn and say, "Enjoy the reception everyone. It's sure to be a blast. And I'm sorry, but due to unforseen circumstances, I'll be unable to attend. Feel free to carry on without me."
Or . . . Maybe he just should have bid higher, the cheapskate. Men just don't know how to shop.
