Happy Anniversary, Dear Husband
It's hard to believe it's been 27 years. And while we are at it,
why don't we celebrate by finally opening that bottle of fine Kentucky Bourbon we purchased last June?
Cheers, my dear.
And here's to another 27 years.
1 comment:
Happy Anniversary!
Just think. If you'd killed him when you met him, you'd be out of jail by now.
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