Henry the 8th I am I am
I deleted … just in case. But it’s still around if someone wants to read it.
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I find that on some occasions, undisguised snickering helps tremendously.
Comment by ChillyMama — December 13, 2007 @ 11:53 am
Well by the time our meeting happened he a) couldn’t look me in the eye; b) offered us tootsie rolls; and c) was wearing some sort of bootie-slipper with no socks. UGH!
Comment by Donna Lethal — December 13, 2007 @ 11:56 am
You will be missed… you were my favorite of Henry’s wives!
Comment by Jonathan Reiner — December 23, 2007 @ 5:42 pm