Saturday, February 28, 2009
Say What?
This morning Emma came downstairs sporting her bathrobe and sunglasses. She walked past Keenan and said, "I bid you good day sir. I said I bid you good day sir. Why do you insist on attending me when I don't intend to date you? As you are the size of a peanut and I am the size of a ripe tomato. I bid you good day sir."
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That is fabulous! Emma is such a delightful young maiden. She will soon have many a suitor vying for her hand.
(giggle)I love it!
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