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Post by Joel on Nov 24, 2006 15:17:41 GMT -5
Alright here we go. During my first year of marriage, my brother and I drunk a case of bud and a fifth of jack one night. I finally made it into bed, I don't know how. At some point, in the middle of the night. While lying on my back I started to hurl. My wife woke up, only to find me axphixeiating{did I spell that right?} And I was turning blue. She turned me over onto my side, and let me finish. Then she cleaned me up, and changed the sheets, with me still on the bed. And let me say i'm a big boy and she's only 4ft 10, so i'm sure it wasn't easy. She also stayed up all night, at my side and read a book. To make sure I didn't do it again. Now that's love. I didn't know anything about it till I woke up sometime the next afternoon. That was the "drunkest" i've ever been in my life. We've been married for 13 years now and she still reminds me of that night. "I saved your life! Now you have to do as I say!" She's right. To me that sounds like love..(you lucky bastard! ) Your wife seems to be a cool person.Helps you out like that,watches Blind Melon videos with you,went to woodstock`94 with you...You got yourself a keeper! #thumb#
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Post by *Sonya* on Nov 24, 2006 17:07:06 GMT -5
To me that sounds like love..(you lucky bastard! ) Your wife seems to be a cool person.Helps you out like that,watches Blind Melon videos with you,went to woodstock`94 with you...You got yourself a keeper! #thumb# I agree 100%! You've got a good woman. You better take good care of her!
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