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no hurry
after 43 years of being married like to a mad sister, I finally got
the little woman to clear the drive with the new red plastic snow
(light, holds more) shovel so's she can take me to the Elks for my
gin game. Got her a red lawnmower, too, push-style-- as she needs the exercise. Sits next to her red chainsaw. The cute red
rototiller matches her other tools. Yep, glad I waited to get hitched. I was a helleva catch, too. Also, finally got the little woman to move the piano from the second floor to the garage. And how'd I do that? I used a whip.
Well, when you decide to settle down, do not take your decision lightly and you will come up with a winner. Cheers!
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