Friday Funnies!




This post links up with Kim at Homesteader's Heart. Have a fun Friday, everyone!

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  1. HA! HA! HA! Oh that's funny!!

    Thanks for the giggle my friend.
    Kim

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  2. LOL. It reminded me of that news from Italy where a hubby opted to stay in prison than live with a nagging wife.

    Have a great weekend sister. Love to you and thank you for your prayers!!! Keeping you in mine. Hope you had a blast in San Diego! God bless.

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  3. A very cute funny...love it!

    Happy (Belated) Anniversary to you and your husband!! I hope you had a lovely day together.

    Have a wonderful weekend! :)

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