Im glad your pile of 'I dont care' was big enough. I figured it would be.
Well, just because I "let" a guy play me bunny doesn't mean that my monkey is in a cage. My Daddy told me I that I was pretty AND smart.
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You really need to do a better job of watching out for yourself. There.
Oh, I think I'll be okay for the time being. My bunny has got a pretty "thick' coat working and my monkey is just kinda shakin' hip down the highway whistling a cheery tune "Who's gonna haul me in his little red wagon, little red wagon, little red wagon? Who's gonna haul me in his little red wagon? Why should a bunkey ever walk when she can ride?"
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Where is Gretna Green, and what is Hazard? LMAO.
In Regency times if one wanted to marry a girl without parental permission, you could elope to Gretna Green. Hazard was the archaic high-risk game that evolved into Craps.
"Tell me, what is it you plan to do with your one wild and precious life?" - Mary Oliver
