I'd kill you when you tried to rape me on the honeymoon, and make it look like it was my jealous former lover, ramone, the gardener with the ice pick trotsky is laughing his ass off right now.
so true. we used to just build harems and treat lovely women like sex objects to be bartered. *sigh* those were the days.
If I married Daisy, my life would be complete and I would be happy... We'd watch our cheesy horror movies while drinking beer and laugh.. And that would be the life..
I thought you were over the Maverick thing. I didn't want to be out of touch, babe.....no, I can't do this....:leaving:. You can keep the house.