I went through a wild period when I was much younger and much "singler" (yes, I know it's not a real word). Now I'm a long-term married guy, I'm just doing my time like everyone else. *Sigh.
I'm not the one who points out grammar issues m'dear. I don't give a rat's a** about that stuff. Are you mellowing perchance? But I digress. I love the graphic. it looks like momma is giving poppa he** for something. Poor guy. He looks cowed. She literally has him up against the wall. Wonder what he did? Thank you for your reply Randy. I was never an oats sower. My younger sister was. She was the brave, adventurous one. I was timid, shy and not remotely interested. Funny thing. She and I are now best friends having traveled very different paths to get to where we are. There are many paths that lead to the same spot. You takes your pick and hope it was a good choice. :)
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Randy D 