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God I wish my wife would have never even found that house she fell in love with. We weren't even looking. This is just causing me all kinds of stress.
Crappy thing is that we can't even put a bid down on that house unless somebody commits to ours. That house may be gone by then and we just wasted time and money. Sellers won't take contingency offers.
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My dear girl, there are some things that just aren’t done. Such as, drinking Dom Perignon ’53 above the temperature of 38 degrees Fahrenheit. That’s just as bad as listening to the Beatles without earmuffs.
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