A young pregnant gal marched into a bar With the force and brute of a crammed mail-car. The barman said with pity and fear, "Excuse me, Ma'am, we don't serve your kind here."
I don't know it all... but I'm going to know all I need to.
I'm a young, married, Catholic convert who is in love with my Irish Setter.
I study English Lit and ultimately want to be a home-schooling mom to my future kids. The first is already cooking!
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