Saint went golfing with the guys and came back with this story.
One of his friends, we'll call him Captain, said, "Guys, I gotta tell you something. I, I'm getting married." He looked devastated.
The guys (probably in unison) asked, "How the hell did that happen?"
Captain, "Honestly, I have no idea. One moment I was telling her that I thought we should talk about maybe getting married since we've been together for awhile and three days later, she bought the ring, picked a date and booked the place."
The guys answer, "Get out now."
2 comments:
Oh, the smell of desperation! He probably should run!!! I can just imagine the looks of horror on all of their faces.;-D
I am passing on to you the Creative Writing award - you can have fun with this one. I detest lying, but "creative writing" is a whole 'nother story.
http://jayayceeblog.blogspot.com/2010/06/liar-liar-pants-on-fire.html
That's a pretty bold move on the girl's part. Guess she heard the words "getting married" and ran with it!
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