[style=floatpicright>[/style>I think it was in Canterbury, at a fudge store, I was just trying to get a little bait to take back home, and the guy behind the counter made a comments that I countered with some well-worn (Scorpio) wisdom from Oklahoma, “There’s two theories about arguing with women – neither one works.”
To which, he replied, “And they both end in pain for me.” He gave a little shrug. Guess you had to be there.
The images from this trip start here. It’s a long tale.
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[/style>I think it was in Canterbury, at a fudge store, I was just trying to get a little bait to take back home, and the guy behind the counter made a comments that I countered with some well-worn (Scorpio) wisdom from Oklahoma, “There’s two theories about arguing with women – neither one works.”
