It was my birthday on Friday. Whit got up early and blew up, by sheer power of lung and breath, 25 balloons to decorate our apartment. Then, when I got home, she had dinner made and ready for me.
What more could a man ask for?
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It was my birthday on Friday. Whit got up early and blew up, by sheer power of lung and breath, 25 balloons to decorate our apartment. Then, when I got home, she had dinner made and ready for me.
What more could a man ask for?