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Fri 17 Oct, 2008 06:45 am
Dan was a single guy living at home with his father and working in the family business.
When he found out he was going to inherit a fortune when his sickly father died, he decided he needed a wife with which to share his fortune.
One evening at an investment meeting he spotted the most beautiful woman he had ever seen.
Her natural beauty took his breath away. 'I may look like just an ordinary man,' he said to her, 'but in just a few years, my father will die, and I'll inherit 20 million dollars.'
Impressed, the woman obtained his business card and three days later, she became his stepmother.
Women are so much better at estate planning than men.
HA - DadPad's back.... cocococococococo!!!!
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Oh yes It happened to a friend of a friend of mine.
My butcher told me his manicurist said i happens aaaaaalllll the time.
I still am not buying it. Is there a link to this story?
Hang on, I'll ask reyn to vouch for it. if anyone can establish the truth of the a story its reyn.
Reyn?
reyn? where's he got to now?
While we wait for reyn, have an onion bruce.
An onion? Please explain what you mean by that.
it's my understanding they eloped.
Here's a vidalia. They're nice.
and , Bruce, if you don't like those - there's heaps of other onions. You just have to know them!
and dadpad's surfaced with a vengeance!
Nice to see you Dadpad. Interesting story. Thanks for sharing.
I married the first time for love, maybe the second time will be for money?
It's as easy to fall for a rich guy, as not.
Forget love and money, it's all about ability to chop onions. That's what defines a good man.
Beth, if that was the case, I would rule the earth...
(sadly it is a fallacy)
you've got the onion-chopping gene?
I apparently had some deep seated antipathy to money and failed to seek therapy for it. What was I thinking?
I remember a coworker always saying "it's just as easy to love a rich man as a poor man" and I thought she was weird - not so much that it isn't, but that she should concern herself about it.
I got a great big knife, and I know how to use it.
(ask the girls I chopped for...)
Pass those caramelized onions...
or, wait, those over there, the chopped fresh reds..
I'd just as easily go for a guy who will climb a ladder and clean my gutter.
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