Saturday night I recieved a proposal of marraige. This dashing young man not only bent on one knee to ask for my hand, but he gave me a bright red rose, and quoted Romeo and Juliet lines about me.
I was so charmed, that a refusal would not come out....I accepted, and we marched to the front of a church, in front of an adoring audience, and (quote) "...on that day she became Mrs. J___ N_____"
My wedding boquet was a lovely white. I wished to invite a couple of you dear readers, but we needed to hurry. Of course, I had to explain to my family, and...of course...my father....but I have high hopes that this sudden, suprise engagement and wedding will turn out for good.
Yours-
Mrs. N_____
Monday, October 01, 2007
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4 comments:
am i not a 'dear reader'? and was i not there for the whole thing? i gave my hearty consent, dear writer! it was very charming to be sure. tis good to see you so happy. :)
Oh brrrrother... :)
okay, okay, congrats, congrats, and all the best to you. May you have fifteen children!!!!
(There, now who says I'm not being nice?)
Ah-- congratulations!!!
lol...Madame Niger...you can give congratulations and get revenge in the same sentence.
Kalipay, yes, you are a dear reader. However you were not in my 'wedding party'.
Susanna....I'll explain on Th.!
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