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June 16, 2012


Big Dot

Nothing sums up the meaning of long-term marriage better than a story about the effort involved in scoring points over your partner. Go you!

I've got five years on you. For years we took turns at forgetting, but now we've reached complete compatibility and neither of us remembers.

Big Dot

Actually, it's seven years. I rest my case.


Bwahahahahaha! Here at Chez Santa I am the one who perpetually forgets when we got married. It irritates Santa who is always romantic about such things.


Well played!


Big Dot - The trick will be to forget you fiftieth.
Zayrina - Poor Santa! Can you use the bad back excuse? Gary's memory is bad anyway, so I let it slide.
Mare - It was the best anniversary ever.

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