Back
in junior high, at one of your typical junior high dances, I was
tearing it up with the love of my life. As the music shifted, and we
stepped closer for a slow dance, one of his friends whizzed by, and
gave him a quick spritz of his breath spray. It was hilarious (maybe
you had to be there...).
I'm trying to imagine what it would have
been like if, on my wedding day, before leaning in for The Kiss, I had
asked for a moment and given myself a spritz of this:
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