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January 08, 2004
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Last night was another swanky event for the Tex in the City crowd. This one was hosted by a Texas friend who promotes the "Flirt" parties. While at the party, my friend...who I'll call "Pyro" because of his Women-with-Fire fascination... and I decided we should marry. No he doesn't own boots. This deal is just to good too pass up.
Our goal is to outlast Brittney. That's 56 hours of wedded wifedom for me! In order to sweeten the deal we have decided that we will only stay married for each hour that is sponsored. Instead of Jumping Rope for Jesus we'll be Wedded for Wheelchair Reform or some such (taking into account there will be a hefty "administration" fee that all legitimate 501(c)3s take). So it's possible we'll only be married for 10 hours. On the other hand we could end up being married for years as long as there is a market for it. This could really be the next big thing. This hour of connubial bliss brought to you by Mr. Gee's Steak and Shake. . Perhaps you could even call Mr. Gee during their sponsored hour and get a dollar off the Blue Plate special.
I really think we're on to something here. Gotta run. Pyro and I are having a marketing meeting later to decide on the official Wedded for Wheelchair T-shirts. Woo-HOO!
Posted by mermu at January 8, 2004 12:19 PM
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All I want to know---Will there be grandchildren?
Posted by: mom at January 8, 2004 09:36 PM
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