I thought we were on the same page with the in love/ready for babies/constructing covered walkway between our house and my parents' house. But I guess I was wrong. You and your urban feminist ways, I guess you expected me to just come up and ask you if you were ready for marriage/babies/my parents as your overlords. So what do we do now?My guess: share one last lunch at the Olive Garden (unlimited salad and breadsticks), where they'll discuss how they're going to break the news to Wally.
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Even when Lu Ann reaches her limit, she keeps her passive aggressive composure. She really is from South Dakota.
Like any breakup, we should exchange all our stuff that we have at each others' apartments. Oh, all I have is this engagement ring. I guess we were not like most couples. You might consider selling all the real estate you bought for me. And then maybe a good cry in the nursery you built and never told me about.
Please ask your psycho dad not to sue me.
I'm going to share some ice cream with Margo. I wonder what Tommie is doing.
I said good day!
It's probably best that Lu Ann doesn't tell Paul that Gary died serving his country, and that they never had kids. Paul might get all compassionate and offer to take her back, thus renewing the risk of Lu Ann being assimilated into the Borg, er, Planet Linski.
I don't know why the Linski family just doesn't import a sweet young girl directly from Poland, who doesn't speak any English and will go along with whatever Paul and his family want.
Good breeding stock with no talk back...
Oh my god, I think I see Clark Kent in the background, Lu Ann, get on that!
@Phoebes in Santa Fe, That would be the very best for Paul. Can't imagine why they never thought of it.
When you ask the question 'What do we do now?', you should sing it to Men At Work's 'Who can it be now?'
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