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Originally Posted by d2creative But where's the irony?  |
This is exactly what I was about to ask. Irony is not a black fly in your Chardonnay or a death row pardon, two minutes to late. Now, to make this situation ironic, you could have said this:
My daughter is going to UNT, just like her old man did 30 years ago. She met the man of her dreams there and went home to meet his single mom. Knowing that I've been desperately looking everywhere for a true love without success for the last fifteen years, she decided to hook us both up on a blind date and see what happened. Guess what, not only is she the girl of my dreams, but it turns out that she's also a photog, she's also on TPF, she actually lives just a block down the street, goes to the same church as I do AND we were even at UNT the same time 30 years ago!