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♥ Thursday, April 19, 2007
7:23 PM

This joke was told by Dar's boss before their morning briefing, days after our wedding.

On our wedding, Dar's boss came with his son. During the touching and teary speech given by Dar, the innocent boy turned to his father and asked, "Father, why is your friend crying?" His dad aka Dar's boss remains speechless while Dar's colleague overheard the conversation turned to his son and said, "that's because he has lost his freedom."

Hahahha.. ;P