Aunt Bea
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- Location
- Near Mount Pilot
It took a long time to meet Mr. Right, but in the meantime I went out with his cousins: Mr. Boring, Mr. Mean, Mr. Egotistic, Mr. Cheap, Mr. Destitute, Mr. One-foot-in-the-grave, Mr. I'll-never-trust-another-woman-again, Mr. I-can't-get-over-my-late-wife, and Mr. I'm-actually-still-married-but-my-wife-doesn't-understand-me.
My first date was almost my last date. The 10 minutes or so we were on a "date" ended up with me dumping a glass of iced tea in his lap. It wasn't an accident, either. I was just about ready to give up at that point and get a cat or something. As the old widow said, "Why would I want another husband? I have a chimney that smokes, a dog that snores and a cat that stays out all night."
Don't forget the handsome young fellas that still live at home!!!
