Grrrr... baby!
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| So, I went up and talked to the person I wanted to marry. | ||||||||
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| "... think that over." He says. Sigh... soon, after the honeymoon, I'll ditch the girl and come after you, my love! | Father doesn't want me, but what about you, you sexy gram-mama? Grrrr... baby! |
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