Sitting in McDonald's today, my husband that I was weird.
When I asked for clarification, he said he was not able to point out any one thing that I do weirdly, but that my whole view of the word is weird.
I argued the point and continued to press him for examples. Again, He was unable to offer any.
He did try to say he loved me, even though I was weird.
Too late jerk! Your foot and mouth? They've already met, and it was love at first site.
He went on to say that all of YOU think I am weird too, and thats why you keep coming back to BPR.
So what say you?
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