A one-time school project gone terribly, terribly wrong.

03 November 2008

A Brief Synopsis of last Night, and Possibly Our Marriage

He: I'm so glad I met you.

She: Are you, now?

He: Well, yeah. Because otherwise you'd be screaming "Who the hell are you?" and "Get out of my bedroom!"

She: To think: I get all this and "... no tern unstoned," too ...

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At 11:23 a.m., Blogger Leonard said...

Hey! Who would YOU vote for in the US elections?
Write your opinion at
Take care!

At 6:50 p.m., Anonymous Anonymous said...

Obviously Leo doesn't actually read your blog, eh?


At 6:04 a.m., Blogger Metro said...

I think I'll let the USian people answer for me, eh?

You think so?

At 8:19 a.m., Blogger Philipa said...

Aww don't say that. Tell us she loves you really :-)

At 8:27 a.m., Blogger Metro said...

I think she must. In fact, I'm pretty sure she promised to. I have vague memories of a gathering of friends and getting slapped.

At 12:25 p.m., Blogger Philipa said...

Ohhh myyyy goodness....!

You have an anglo/aussie accent?

Well that's shattered my fantasies.

At 12:27 p.m., Blogger Philipa said...

seriously though, she slapped you?

And u prayed over a stone??

Well ok I've nver been to a canadian wedding.

At 1:11 p.m., Blogger Metro said...

It's not a common feature (slapping the groom). And the glass heart wasn't our idea.

I suppose I should break out the story somewhere on the blog ... maybe now.

At 2:49 p.m., Blogger Philipa said...

Yup, go public with your mating rituals, you know you want to :-))

I'm sorry but you were outside in march (it often snows here in march) praying over a stone and then she slapped you?

You are so in love.

We go to church then get drunk and slag off each others relatives. (in fact I'm going to post something on my blog for you)


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