How about a love story?
Arthur finished his third bowl of mashed potatoes and let loose a fond sigh."I love mashed potatoes," he said. "I love them oh so much."
Emily had heard this once too many times that evening. "So why don't you marry them?"
The ink and gravy stains weren't dry on the divorce papers before Arthur headed to Vegas to marry his beloved mashed potatoes.
The preacher, just finished marrying a pair of Star Wars-loving store clerks, muttered "She's quite a... side dish?"
The preacher took his money, performed the ceremony, and let the Health Department and courts fight it out.
NOTICE: My Spamfilter went nuts Monday and blocked everything.
I changed things back, but it's taking time for the DNS entries to expire out of caches.
Kinda sad that Spammers have their act together for quick changes and expiring cached DNS entires when Yahoo doesn't.
So far, I've gotten stories from Kolek, Laieanna, and Dodge for the "Cheese" Weekly Challenge.
T.A. Marquette said he tried to send me one. So did Lee, but I haven't gotten them.
Gmail seems to be forwarding correctly. As an alternative, try cc-ing isfullofcrap@gmail.com when y'all write me with entires and I'll check it off and on until the mail issues clear up.
