I had almost finished the game when I sat down next to John Bryner. He is a sweet old man, well over 80 years old. In the ten minutes we spent chatting I found out that his sweetheart passed away a few years ago, he is a physicist by trade, tunes pianos as a hobby, and President Hinckley spoke at his mother's funeral in the 1980s. I told him that I am single, work as an event coordinator for the Church, and that I'm building a townhouse in North Salt Lake. "You're a catch!" he exclaimed. "Those boys should be snatching you up! You're a catch!" You know what, John is absolutely right! I am a catch!
Seriously, what are those boys waiting for?
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You are killing me.
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