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Feb 2012
Love sat on my left.
Best on my right.
Just knew it was going to be a bad night.

“And how I was right”.

Best said, while eating bread, shall we order now?
YES, Yes, Iove said, think I fancy tomatoes.
Really I said. ...     tomatoes!

“Yes love said”.

“**** me I said”.

There you go again.
“Love Said”
Well I thought you do not like tomatoes.

How do you know what I like?
Love said you never pay me attention anymore.
We are out in a restaurant I said.

“And what that mean!     Love said.
******* hate PMT just trying to my Best.
Is that just me?
Paul Hardwick
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Paul Hardwick  64/M/England
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