Once upon a time, in a land far away, a beautiful, independent, self assured princess, happened upon a frog as she sat contemplating ecological issues on the shores of an unpolluted pond in a verdant meadow near her castle. One kiss from you, however, and I will turn back into the dapper, young Prince that I am and then, my sweet, we can marry and setup housekeeping in yon castle with my Mother, where you can prepare my meals, clean my clothes, bear my children, and forever feel grateful and happy doing so. This week marks the anniversary of the first radio broadcast of The Lone Ranger on 30 January 1933, so I thought I'd celebrate this momentous occasion by putting up some new pages. The older you get, the better you realize you were. I doubt, therefore I might be.
Age is a very high price to pay for maturity.
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