My next bumper sticker...
He was a recent immigrant. I was a fresh-faced but mature-looking twelve year old. He thought arranged marriages were the way to go, and were my parents interested?
Once he found out I was only twelve, he wondered if I had any sisters?
My parents politely said they thought they would let us choose for ourselves.
And then we got to the train station.
2 comments:
Can you make these like everyday please?
Poor you. Poor parents. :)
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