Genaya in the cove from the last picture. Although I've seen her underwear, I haven't asked her to marry me.
My mother keeps asking hopefully about whether or not we're going to have kids. My answer, of course, is, "Yes... when you're dead." I mean, honestly, can you see someone like me with children? Ferchrissakes, I have enough trouble tolerating other peoples' kids without problems of my own. What is she thinking?
Of course, the joke's on her. I won't have 'em when she's dead either.
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