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sounds like marriage to me....
-----Original Message----- From: Baughman Jr., Don Sent: Thursday, January 03, 2002 1:45 PM To: Dorland, Chris; Choate, Jason; Hanse, Patrick; Kinser, John; Garcia, Miguel L.; Laurent, Dean; Valderrama, Larry; Ballato, Russell; Coulter, Kayne; David Nobles (E-mail); Don Baughman Sr. (E-mail); Edwin Ordonez (E-mail); Frank Soto (E-mail); Jason Moore (E-mail); Jay Purdom (E-mail); Jeff Lenamon (E-mail); Joe Ebert (E-mail); Joe Kuehler (E-mail); Kari Tracey (E-mail); Kenneth Schall (E-mail); Marc Stewart (E-mail); Mark Doggett (E-mail); Matt Doggett (E-mail); Patty Polensky (E-mail); Paul Henry (E-mail); Randy Doggett (E-mail); Reagan Marshall (E-mail); Reid Stavinoha (E-mail); Richard Hrabal (E-mail); Scott Sims (E-mail); Scott Smith (E-mail); Scott Tichavsky (E-mail); Sean Patrick Tracey (E-mail); Shannon Tyer (E-mail); Travis Baughman (E-mail); Travis Baughman (E-mail); Tre Banks (E-mail); Wayne Herndon (E-mail) Subject: FW: the newlyweds < A newlywed couple had only been married for two weeks. The husband, < although very much in love, couldn't wait to go out on the town and party < with his old buddies. So, he said to his new wife, "Honey, I'll be right < back..." < "Where are you going, coochy cooh...?" asked the wife. < "I'm going to the bar, pretty face. I'm going to have a beer." < The wife said, "You want a beer, my love?" She opened the door to the < refrigerator and showed him 25 different kinds of beer, brands from 12 < different countries: Germany, Holland, Japan, India, etc. < The husband didn't know what to do, and the only thing that he could think < of saying was, "Yes, loolie loolie...but at the bar.... you know...they < have frozen glasses..." < He didn't get to finish the sentence, because the wife interrupted him by < saying, "You want a frozen glass, puppy face?" She took a huge beer mug < out of the freezer, so frozen that she was getting chills just holding it. < < The husband, looking a bit pale, said, "Yes, tootsie roll, but at the bar < they have those hors d'oeuvres that are really delicious... I won't be < long. I'll be right back. I promise. OK?" < "You want hors d'oeuvres, poochi pooh?" She opened the oven and took out < 15 dishes of different hors d'oeuvres: chicken wings, pigs in a blanket, < mushroom caps, pork strips, etc. < "But sweet honey...at the bar...you know...there's swearing, dirty words < and all that..." < "You want dirty words, cutie pie?"... < ..."LISTEN, DICKHEAD! DRINK YOUR FUCKING BEER IN YOUR GOD-DAMN FROZEN MUG < AND EAT YOUR MOTHERFUCKING SNACKS, BECAUSE YOU AREN'T GOING ANYWHERE! < .....GOT IT, ASSHOLE?!!" <
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