Yes, the young man had a birthday on Sunday. He can't wait until he's eighteen so that he can marry "lotsa pretty womens."
You can't do that, Emperor. You have to pick just one.
"Um, SCUSE ME, when I'm eighteen I can do whatever I want and you can't make me not."
Scuse you, but it's illegal and you can't do that.
"Yes, I can."
Can't. You'll go to jail for that. Or you have to divorce one before you marry another, and God says divorce is bad. You wouldn't want to do that would you?
"Oh, NO! I wouldn't."
OK, then.
"But it isn't fair..."
Why not?
"What if I get married to the very prettiest woman I can find, and then I see a prettier one? Then that's not fair!" Pout.
Hmm...
(I probably should have told him he has a lot of growing up to do, but unfortunately, there are men of seventy with less sense than this.)
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Well he is definitely looking ahead. That is way cute!
ReplyDeleteThere is no explaining to a 7 year old... Griffin thinks he can marry me!... or Mike's girlfriend.
ReplyDeleteHappy belated birthday to the Emperor!
ReplyDeleteLet's hope he does settle for just one eventually. Otherwise, eek! :)
Lol!
ReplyDeleteHappy birthday for sunday! xx
Ah, the age old struggle of Man. Stick with one, or take a chance and hook up lots? Happy Birthday!
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