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'tis the season (well, almost)
I heard this from my father, but he got it from somewhere else.
Following her wedding, an old-fashioned girl crawled into bed for the first time beside her new husband. She snuggled up to him and was surprised at his lack of response. In fact, he rolled over and began to fall asleep.
“So why aren’t we going to make love on our wedding night?” she asked finally.
He replied, “Because it’s Lent."
“Lent!” she exclaimed, dismayed. “To whom? And for how long?”
Following her wedding, an old-fashioned girl crawled into bed for the first time beside her new husband. She snuggled up to him and was surprised at his lack of response. In fact, he rolled over and began to fall asleep.
“So why aren’t we going to make love on our wedding night?” she asked finally.
He replied, “Because it’s Lent."
“Lent!” she exclaimed, dismayed. “To whom? And for how long?”
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(Yeah, I'll be telling that one tomorrow.)
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