Your teeth are like a flock of sheep just shorn, coming up from the washing. Each has its twin; not one of them is alone.
hmmm, he must be chewin’ a different brand of tobacco.
Well, hello darlin’.
Song of Songs 4:2 is not about linoleum. It is a love poem: your teeth are like a flock of sheep just shorn, coming up from the washing. Each has its twin. Not one of them is alone.
Now look at Harry Joe Bubba. Same book of the Bible. Entirely different dental plan.
Got a “darlin’” who smiles like this and you married them anyway? Tell us below. Be sweet. Somebody’s grandma is reading. It will be our secret.
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