I told my wife that a husband is like a fine wine; he gets better with age. The next day, she locked me in the cellar.
I told my wife that a husband is like a fine wine; he gets better with age. The next day, she locked me in the cellar.
I told my wife that a husband is like a fine wine; he gets better with age. The next day, she locked me in the cellar.
I told my wife that a husband is like a fine wine; he gets better with age. The next day, she locked me in the cellar.
I love me for me!
I told my wife that a husband is like a fine wine; he gets better with age. The next day, she locked me in the cellar.
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