My milkshake brings all the boys to the yard
It’s days like these that I am ashamed of my faith. Or rather, the culture…
I’m utterly speechless. If I ever am proposed to, I have two rules:1) Any day except for 2/14 2) Ring must not be hidden in food.
Can you imagine, loading up on fiber, anxiously awaiting each trip to the bathroom, and then fishing into the toilet, digging for buried treasure? Nothing says romance like the CLEANING that that ring will need before you can EVER put it on your left hand.
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