Today is his 30th birthday.
I love him.And for his birthday he got a new redneck shirt. (Not given by me.) It includes a redneck, an outhouse, and a satellite dish. (Use your imagination.) I take back what I said about not being embarrassed any more. And if he wears this one in public, I might have to leave him.
Happy Birthday, Babe!
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