Thursday, May 18, 2006

Obla-di-Obla-da

I tried to warn him. I tried to get him to marry me instead, but he wouldn't listen. See what happens?

Paul, if you're reading this, I'll whoop her butt for you.

11 comments:

MarkD60 said...

I was telling Paul to marry you even before he married Linda.
That'll teach him!

Bone said...

She was a Day Tripper.

Jim said...

the high price of a younger woman!

he's too old for you -- think younger -- and no prenup!!!!

Coyote Mike said...

I thought you were gonna marry me and keep me as your sex toy.

NittanyBri said...

Yes, think younger! Oh, and being your sex toy does sound faboo!

Bone said...

Using the half-your-age-plus-seven theory, she's the perfect age for Sir Paul.

63/2 + 7 = 38.5

InterstellarLass said...

Oy Bone. You had to go and prove it mathematically.

I just don't think she's that pretty. You're certainly much hotter Carn.

Carnealian said...

Don't marry him, marry him (proven by mathematics), geez now I don't know what to do!!

P.S. Thanks Lass! See, this is why I love you guys! What a boost of self confidence!!!

michaelm said...

Like we all didn't know this was going to happen, right?
Boy, there's some serious money at stake here. McCartney makes more when he sleeps at night than I do in a year. Amazing.

michaelm said...

Meant to close with...
"Life goes on, bla, la,la how the life goes on..."

~m

Barry S. said...

She is taking her to the cleaners...what a gold digger. He should've married you, indeed!