Dey It Is

I asked the woman to marry me.
She didn’t have anything to club me with, I looked real good first.
So, Dey it is. She thought I was kidding.
Tentavely scheduled for August 21st.

Please welcome Mrs. Ornery Bastard, Nasty Girl.

A match made in Heaven.

Smooch honey.

I’m a lucky motherfucker.

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