April 27th, 1991
April 27th, 2006
A man walks into a bar and sits down. The guy beside him is drunk as a skunk and crying. “Hey fella, what’s wrong?” he asks.
“I got my girlfriend pregnant,” he says “and her Dad brought out his shotgun and said either I marry her, or I go to jail for 15 years.”
“Oh, that’s bad” says the man.
“You don’t know the half of it. Today is my fifteenth wedding anniversary… I would have been free!”
Happy Anniversary honey, I don’t know how you managed to get us here. I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again: If I had to do it all over again, I would still choose you!
We’ll be in New York for the weekend. With luck I will be posting a special This Week on my MP3 on Sunday, otherwise I’m shutting it down until Tuesday or Wednesday!
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