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Why Whine With Cheese

Nothing gets me madder than dancing with a full bladder. Every time I cough or sneeze a little fluid finds release. A waltz, a tango, salsa is out of the question another drink would just give me indigestion, Off to the lady's room I must go you don't need to question why to know when I come back let's just sit down hold the whine but bring the cheese and pass the Hors d'oeuvres around.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2016




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Date: 8/3/2016 3:06:00 PM
I love your sense of humour, DM:) I'll drink to that...red wine, please:) Regards // paul
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Date: 8/2/2016 12:48:00 PM
that's the attitude, DM... this is so entertaining to the highest degree.. huggs
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Date: 8/2/2016 12:34:00 PM
- Well done for this contest DM, good luck - hugs // Anne-Lise :)
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