I love it when a plan disintegrates. Because instead of throwing a bachelor party in one city, I now get to assemble two sordid soirees on opposite sides of the country for the same groom. If all goes well, he won't even be able to look his gal in the eyes come May. Bahzing.
Wednesday, August 10, 2011
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Well, I love to read this from my husband and father of my child. AND I will tell you what you can do with that blue ribbon....Bahzing.
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