God made women so men could relax and be treated like little babies from time to time.

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Last night I dreamt of you -in my routine tree-house excursion. You, the magical marauding multicolored mistress of my distress. Nothing more than an anachronistic plight, you said, a posthumous fantasy

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Just alittle kickball in the parking lot with the boys. Well, where've ya been?!