Three dates. I now have three dates for this weekend.
I spent a better portion of my time at the laundry mat talking to Bachelor #3. I told him my dog was named Guinness. He told me we have to get married now.
He watches NASCAR, listens to country music, and drives a pickup truck.
I told him welcome to the family.
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6 comments:
Hey! Wait a minute. I sold my truck and I only watch NASCAR when there is no raslin on.
Dad
"Ain't no", dad. Ain't no raslin.
go Shannon, go Shannon! So, can I have one you don't like? ;)
Sure. What's mine is yours. Except when it's mine.
Shan-non's-got-a-boy-toy.
Not yet she doesn't.
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