tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1302933471487939083.post3101514589956850694..comments2021-05-04T06:47:14.320-05:00Comments on Sugar Britches: In the CitySugar Britcheshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03158124118074630167noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1302933471487939083.post-35988582850960996762007-12-18T06:30:00.000-06:002007-12-18T06:30:00.000-06:00bou and jim-I like those stories, too. I think how...bou and jim-I like those stories, too. I think how much we women enjoy them is also hard-wired.Sugar Britcheshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03158124118074630167noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1302933471487939083.post-50896706031732094322007-12-18T04:12:00.000-06:002007-12-18T04:12:00.000-06:00"So I chased him until he caught me."I believe thi...<I>"So I chased him until he caught me."</I><BR/><BR/>I believe this is hard-wired into female DNA.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1302933471487939083.post-4085474970413011212007-12-17T21:30:00.000-06:002007-12-17T21:30:00.000-06:00When people ask me how my husband and I met, I tel...When people ask me how my husband and I met, I tell them, 'We met in a bar'. Its funny because neither of us drink. In reality, it was a happy hour for the company I worked for and his brother, who worked for the same company, dragged him along. <BR/><BR/>I love hearing how people met. Sweeping popcorn... that made me laugh! I love it.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com