
I asked everyone in the family, but no "bunny" seemed to confess of the good dead. So I headed out to the car with broken bunny head in tote when lo-and-behold I found the matching body of the bunny head on Matt's motorcycle.
ah-ha! It was my sweetheart, Matt.
The little things really do matter! Thanks HONEY!
1 comment:
No problemo, DEAR! Just remember to respect the chocolate - don't bite it!!
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