Well, now it is going according to the countdown.
mother has had to bless the rings extra in Mariazell (regional pilgrimage), after all, hope dies last, the dress was adapted my gazongas and I have today in the presence of my dear wife bought four pairs of shoes. What I really like this then the ritual wear, is still pending. Three times
sleep and it is trusted.
But life is as colorful as a sushi plate on the perfect - of course naked - body of a 19 year old male models.
If we're at it: with my Stag Uschis total of 15 (all in fancy pink T-shirts including glitter and labeled it "Uschi") was my personal definition of happiness damn close. Apart from the spontaneous times from killing Bambi. ; D
I hope that the stripper has now no trauma which regards appearances far past midnight and still opens the door when the postman rings three times. Meanwhile, my Future
had (long hair, beard, lives with me) in the rabbit costume chased by paintball marker dive through the Pampas, enchant countless women with eloquence and Russian tussle with a rigid about its lesbian stripper. So everyone was happy in his world.
Now, with a little luck this marriage as happy as the one I got for nine years. :)
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