Well Clementyne, I know we jest met in the dairy queen an awl, but I sure do thank yer pretty an I'd lyke ta show you jest how much I cayre by takin' yew out on a reeeeel fine date. I done thought o e'rythang... I figgered we could get yew a babysitter for that kid you got...


Thin I thawt, if its a reeeel naice naight, I could take ya to my luvly gardeen an we could sit on my romaantic swang...


I guess after that you'd be gittin' hongry so i would bbq us up some o' them squrriels i done run over the otherr week. ain't nothin' too good for ma clementine...


an' by then yew maight be gettin' some romanteek feelins i could take you for a downhome dip in my state-o-the-art hot tub. i will o' course provide the bubbles....


yours truly,
bobby joe woodcock
What a debut! You renounce those American routes. You are one of us now. x
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