Purpose: To talk about what old broards talk about.
If he did stop by the Old Broards, he'd know what hit him. He'd drown in a sea of love and lipstick.Whisper-singing: "Happy Birthday, Mr. President..."
Ya know, I MEANT to type "he'd NEVER know what hit him." (Will I never learn to read before I send?)But maybe it's better the way I did type it! He'd know. Oh yes, he'd know.
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