The Hammer loves me. Kisses me and everything. But I think she loves Hunky Z even more than she loves me.
When Hunky and Kitty were over on the weekend, first time they had been over for a spell, the Hammer attached herself to Hunky the way a barnacle clings to a piling.
Hunky loved her back of course in the way only Hunky can. "If her farts did not smell so bad I would marry her," was how he described his feelings for her.
"Guess that explains why it took so long for you to marry me," Kitty added, to our amusement.
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