I never thought it could have happened to me. He really was not my type at all. He was nasty bad. Smelt of old oil, greasy- totally unhealthy. He appeared out of nowhere. Just there on the page one day. Someone else was talking about him so I looked. "Oh Gawd look at that grease ball!" I said to myself. Pathetic, yuck, but then I looked deep beyond the grease and saw he had such substance, depth and purpose. OK, he didn't say much- the quiet brooding type. It wasn't long before I fell for his charm..oh Onion..oh ..oh!
That's why the onion ring has more fans than Stephen Harper!
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