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Conversations with my Father

September 15th, 2008 @ 7:53 pm |
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My father, his Amish friend Jesse and I were chatting Saturday afternoon when Jesse asked if I have a boyfriend, yet. I replied no, I’m still looking.

“How old are you now?” my dad asked.

“Twenty-seven,” I replied.

“How old do you have to be to be an old maid?” he asked.

“I think 25,” Jesse said.

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  1. Quirky
    September 16th, 2008 @ 12:38 am

    Silly Jesse…
    Doesn’t he know that now with botox and face lifts we never have to become old maids?!

    Quirkys last blog post..Running will have to wait…

  2. Nicole P.
    September 16th, 2008 @ 8:40 am

    Ouch.

    Nicole P.s last blog post..Get Off My Lawn!

  3. uncommonblonde
    September 16th, 2008 @ 8:49 pm

    Just tell him 30 is the new 20

    uncommonblondes last blog post..The B word

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