| You put something in her Foster's to get her to marry you, didn't you? |
Nope, 'twas the other way 'round....and then there's a bit of a story to that, tho it's still somewhat vague and rather hazy.
Apparently I had taken a shine to her and blackmailed a mate I had some dirt on to tell her I was loaded/indepenently wealthy/abundantly rich. Yeah, I know, that wasn't a very nice thing to do to a friend, but put simply, I was way too broke to offer him a bribe/'service fee'
Well she must've swallowed it! She spent the next evening spiking me iced tea with triple vodkas, and next morning I woke up feeling massively hungover and wondering why I had this 'ere ring on me finger....worse still, I couldn't explain to meself why I had such a humungous 'honeymoon' smile on me dial.
Well the truth had to come out in the wash, didn't it....about me NOT being loaded, that is. She caught me caught me dressed in rags and begging in the mall to pay the utilities bills. "Too late!" I told her when I saw the disgust, disappointment and anger written all over her face: "The ring's on the finger and the damage is done!"
Actually, to cut a long (true) story short, she and her daughter needed rescuing from an abusive husband/father - I happened to be in the right place at the right time - and I needed rescuing from myself/too much of my own company after throwing out my second wife for abusing my kids while I was at work....and as they say, one thing led to another and the rest is history.
BTW Po`, the missus wants ta know if she can be president/CEO of the Oz PO` Smedley Fan Club....like to get the word out here about your music & art, etc....to sell Po` Smedley merchandise like mugs, coasters and T-shirts....autographed nude/semi-nude Po` pics to appease all yer Oz fans who'll never get to see ya live on stage, wearing only a guitar, hat and spurs.
