keaton said, for valentine's day i'm getting you a snow blower. how about that honey?
i said, geeh, you must really love me?
keaton said, oh, i do!
then she asked, so what are you getting me?
and i said, well in light of this interesting development, all sorts of possibilities are opened up. let me see.
i thought for a second, still dizzy over the love gift she got me.
so it hit me, real hard, a window of opportunity.
i said, a brand new, top-of-the-line ir—
she said, sorry to interrupt but let me save you from a frozen pork chop. it doesn't work that way, it'll never work that way.
the truth is i pretty much knew that but i always take every opportunity to test the "never" part when i think the chances of a frozen pork chop beat down is minimal, and once again i was successful and she unwavering.
there will be another day.
and i will simply wear her out, even if i take a few lumps along the way.
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Don't leave us hanging. "A brand new, top-of-the-line ir_" Is it an IRA, an iron, a bouquet of iris, an Irish setter, Irish whiskey, an Irishman? Hope it's not an iron.
let's just say "hope" isn't all it's cracked up to be.
Uh oh! How about faith and charity?
well if you have any faith in me at all, you know i was about to say iron, and as for charity, she saved me from what may have turned out to be a frozen pork chop beat down.
HA!
Valentine's Day is a land mine and I don't want to go there.
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