Gena had to cancel last night’s dinner date. One of her youngins had a baseball game.
Not to worry. We’ll stay in touch and try again. As stated before, I’m not searching for anything serious — just some laughs.
The only way I’d marry immediately is if Lisa Dergan knocked on my door.
(knock knock)
Umm…. do I get to eat my words now?
(Doug opens door)
Daggummit! A Jehovah’s witness.
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