Meet Nicolas. He's hot. And not just because Georgia's having a drought! Here's one farmer, well, I won't put any plough jokes in here, I'm actually turning red at the thought.... uh, here's one farmer I wouldn't mind squeezing my produce :) Yeah, that's less embarrassing for the both of us. *But* only while he speaks to me in his b.e.a.u.tiful French accent. Allez, allez!I wish I had a futbol action shot to insert here, instead we'll imagine boogie boarding together in Australia. It's not hot and sweaty, though still very Mmmmm, Mmmmm, Mmmmmmm.
Ooooh la la (in my very best *girl from Souf'akota* fake French accent)
Like that.
........I think I figured it out. I love men who love redheads. I love men who truly enjoy their children. AND I love men who are in L♥VE with their wives. Thanks Madeline, for checking out my perspective on worship of your Hero! It's a win/win/win situation ♥
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I have this feeling that my comment never got to you so am trying again - you made my husband shine more in both his and my eyes and gave me the deepest laugh so far this year.
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