her a cheesy line. She looked at my toppings and I knew she liked me when I saw her eyeing my sausage. We seemed like the right combination. It was a special moment. Even though she was of the upper crust and I didn't have a lot of dough, I knew my dead pan humor would win her over. She is a real dish. Weeks after we met she broke the news to me. She has one in the oven. I can hardly wait to hold the little shrimp. Who could top this?
2007-02-15
10:23:05
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