Once upon a time, a girl asked a guy, "Will you marry me?"
The guy said, "No," and the girl lived happily ever after and went shopping, drank martinis with friends, always had a clean house, never had to cook, had a closet full of shoes and handbags, stayed skinny, and was never farted on.
The End
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Now that's a happy ending!
BTW- I love your tagline, "In the country, no one knows if you swim naked." - lovely! :)
That's a great story. LOVE it. Especially the martinis, clean house, close full of fun purchases and was never farted on.
That is the best story I've ever read. Reminds me of an old cartoon series ...I think it was 'fractured fairy-tales', or something like that. My cartoon days were back in the old black & white days. Stay single or revisit marital bliss, that is the question....
it was only tonight that chef, at the dinner table, farted a big fat silent but deadly fart. I was reclining on the lounge at the time (to avert early labour) so was downwind, which was highly unfortunate.
I have vague recollections of a life of disposable income, expensive shoes , new season clothes and cocktails.
Sometimes I fantasize about living the fairy tale...but then a child's voice shrieks for me over and over and over or I step in something sticky and icky and I'm pulled back to reality rather swiftly.
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