I assume that
given the choice again of wierd and your loveable self--he'd make the same choice.
Bland is welllll so . . . . bland.
Though after 9 years my wife insisted she was ready for some dull.
So she married a co-worker that carried the head of a dead bear around in his truck looking for an ant hill to eat the gunk out.
c'est la vie.
He's told me that. ;-)
So she married a co-worker that carried the head of a dead bear around in his truck looking for an ant hill to eat the gunk out.
That's bland? You must be a hoot!
:-)