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Katie G
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« on: October 12, 2001, 09:50:16 am » |
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Ah, brings back memories of my honeymoon. We had reservations at a nice restaurant, all candles and romantic and all, and the dress I had brought required a little -- ah -- "extra discipline." Brand-spankin-new hubby came out of the bathroom to find me wrestling with a pair of control-top pantyhose which had decided to stop progress at my knees. As I "pogoed" around I tripped and crashed to the floor.
With a look of absolute horror, he said, "Do you have to do this EVERY TIME you get dressed up?" I shrugged and replied, "Just about."
I knew I married the right guy when he said, "Well, forget this. Let's go for pizza instead!"
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