I hope, if Clinton hears about it, he does not make some kind of joke like “Up it to 100 and then we’ll talk.” A missionary gentleman I know made this mistake, and was visited by the young suitor a year after they first talked, along with 100 head of cattle. It took another five years for him to regain the trust of the rest of the village after he reneged. I’d hate to see that on a international scale.
Surely not - geez, I hope not - sounds more like something Dubya would do, not that anyone would probably offer that much for HIS daughters (so snarky this morning!). Aly, truth is stranger than fiction, innit? I would totally disbelieve you except that weirder true stories have come out of your mouth.
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My Dad wasn’t offered cattle for me, though he spread it around the village (to my mortification - gladly there were no takers) that he’d part with me for forty cows and 100 cases of Coke. The drinking kind. Dreadful man.
I hope, if Clinton hears about it, he does not make some kind of joke like “Up it to 100 and then we’ll talk.” A missionary gentleman I know made this mistake, and was visited by the young suitor a year after they first talked, along with 100 head of cattle. It took another five years for him to regain the trust of the rest of the village after he reneged. I’d hate to see that on a international scale.
Surely not - geez, I hope not - sounds more like something Dubya would do, not that anyone would probably offer that much for HIS daughters (so snarky this morning!). Aly, truth is stranger than fiction, innit? I would totally disbelieve you except that weirder true stories have come out of your mouth.
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My Dad wasn’t offered cattle for me, though he spread it around the village (to my mortification - gladly there were no takers) that he’d part with me for forty cows and 100 cases of Coke. The drinking kind. Dreadful man.
I just realized that I sort of inadvertently compared your missionary gentleman to our nation’s President. Sorry…big mouth strikes again.