Attention everyone. Goose said she is going to marry me on an island that is surrounded by palm trees. She wants to be the guy of the relationship and said she'd be happier wearing nothing but fig leaves, I of course rejected that idea. Goose my love, I will marry you but we will have to be wearing clothes. xx
That is it Goose. It's over, you bit off my gingerbread mans head, and then you don't say anything about me in your LJ post. Well consider yourself Divorced!