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jeudi, juin 14, 2007

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There was this guy, he gave a key to this girl to open a locker in school. She went to the locker and it was obvious because of all the hearts pasted everywhere on the locker itself. Inside lay a bag filled with letters, sweets and everything nice. They started writing to each other through, this locker. One day, he finally asked her out. He didn’t say anything and all he did was, using white cardboards, one by one, he let them go. And they read, ‘I love you, will you be my girlfriend? Any chance?’ Then he handed her a marker. And the next card had two boxes with yes and no.
She ticked yes.


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