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			<pubDate>Sat, 20 Oct 2012 23:36:59 GMT</pubDate>
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			<description><![CDATA[<p>LOL, that is a good one.</p>]]></description>
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			<title>Original Blog Entry: Men...                      lol</title>
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			<pubDate>Sat, 20 Oct 2012 18:59:13 GMT</pubDate>
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			<description><![CDATA[<p>WHO SAYS MEN DON&#x27;T REMEMBER ANNIVERSARIES?<br /><br />A woman awakes during the night to find that her husband was not in their bed.<br /><br />She puts on her robe and goes downstairs to look for him.<br /><br />She finds him sitting at the kitchen table with a hot cup of coffee in front of him.<br /><br />He appears to be in deep thought, just staring at the wall.<br /><br />She watches as he wipes a tear from his eye and takes a sip of his coffee.<br /><br />What&#x27;s the matter, dear? she whispers as she steps into the room,<br /><br />Why are you down here at this time of night?<br /><br />The husband looks up from his coffee, I am just remembering when we first met 20 years ago and started dating.<br /><br />You were only 16. Do you remember back then? he asks solemnly.<br /><br />The wife is almost reduced to tears herself, just thinking how caring and sensitive her husband is.<br /><br />Yes, I do she replies.<br /><br />The husband pauses.<br /><br />The words were not coming easily. Do you remember when your dad caught us in the back seat of my car?<br /><br />Yes, I remember, said the wife, lowering herself into a chair beside him.<br /><br />The husband continues. Do you remember when he shoved that shotgun in my face and said, Either you marry my daughter, or I will send you to jail for 20 years?<br /><br />I remember that, too she replies softly.<br /><br />He wipes another tear from his cheek and says.... I would have gotten out today.<br /><br />... &#x5b;&#xa0;<a href="/blogentry/71885">More</a>&#xa0;&#x5d;</p>]]></description>
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