sounds like a hippie wedding, just the kind of hippies that W wouldn’t like getting married. so, for now on, W will decide who marries — and you can be sure the breeding patterns won’t include traitors to the cause.
“There came to the BEACH a poor exile of Erin,
The dew on his thin robe was heavy and chill;
For his country he sighed, when at twilight repairing
To wander alone by the wind-beaten hill.”
— Thomas Campbell (1777-1844), The Exile of Erin.
what’s her numba?
sounds like a hippie wedding, just the kind of hippies that W wouldn’t like getting married. so, for now on, W will decide who marries — and you can be sure the breeding patterns won’t include traitors to the cause.
“There came to the BEACH a poor exile of Erin,
The dew on his thin robe was heavy and chill;
For his country he sighed, when at twilight repairing
To wander alone by the wind-beaten hill.”
— Thomas Campbell (1777-1844), The Exile of Erin.