Comin' to Grips

Damned, though, if I can figure it, either - any attraction for Spoonhaurer, period! First of all, the son-of-bitch is married - married to a drunk and a fool, too, for criminy! Two, she doesn't even like me. And, three, damned if we even have a single thing in common, kerplunkingly so. Of course, when it all boils down to nothing under the sun but hag-like beauty, peaches....and the creamiest of pairings, preposterously, all you really have to do is, yep, you guessed it, LEAVE!!!!.................Well, that and admit to it, I'm saying.