I will always remember the first day we met. You were at the face painting booth at the church fund raiser. My friend Theo noticed you also. There we were two guys with their tounges hanging out looking at the most beautiful woman at the fair. Theo was dressed in Viking dress thing. I was in my cut off’s and a mussel shirt. Our other buddy MC was late because he was having a hard time getting his spandex skinny dude pants on. We walked over to your booth; there you were in this really nice summer dress. You looked up at us with our pretty brown eyes and a cute smile and said can I help you? Theo started mumbling something about his steed. I spoke up and asked if you knew how to paint skull’s with cross bones? You had a little worried look on your face and said “I never have but I’ll give it a try.” I looked into your eyes and saw the sparkle of a thousand stars and said you will do just fine. Just then Theo asked “Can I get a picture of a Harley on my chest?” We both looked at him and laughed. I sat down in the chair next to you as nervous as a high school kid on his first date. You held my hand and said don’t worry I won’t hurt you. Little did you know I was not worried about the painting, I was just nervous being this close to you. Your hand felt so soft.When you let go of my hand I felt disappointed. But you grabbed your paints and brush. Mixing the colors like a Picasso you held the brush up next to my shoulder just then MC rode up on his bike in his skinny dude pants and said.....
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Husband
And if I claim to be a wise man, well It surely means that I don't know
