My love is like a fine wine: She gets richer, more subtle and mellow with every passing year. (Thank Gawd she’s not like a cheese, getting stinkier and more blue-veined.) I am a lucky guy.
Tuesday, August 31, 2010
HAPPY HEINZDAY...
...to my ever-loving, most beauteous She Who Must Be Obeyed.
My love is like a fine wine: She gets richer, more subtle and mellow with every passing year. (Thank Gawd she’s not like a cheese, getting stinkier and more blue-veined.) I am a lucky guy.
My love is like a fine wine: She gets richer, more subtle and mellow with every passing year. (Thank Gawd she’s not like a cheese, getting stinkier and more blue-veined.) I am a lucky guy.
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Best wishes for the happiest of days.
Joyeux anniversaire à Madame, et meilleurs souhaits pour tout de bon!
Best wishes to your lovely wife. Where would we be without the wonderful women in our lives?
Me thinks you are wed to one of those unique women who are like a fine wine. In ever way they improve with age.
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