In part one of this stormy disaster story, the date was spiraling downward – The Three Stooges are singing, and Mr. right looks more like Mr. Magoo now, that silly, lonely guy destined to be with a woman who acts like a control freak and eats way too many sweets and is packing on the pounds like everyday is Thanksgiving, without the thanks!
I look over at Mrs. Sour-puss and notice she Continue reading When Harry Met Sally – Part Two