And the Winner is...

Chloe. Hey, what can I say, I have a thing for hats.

So, anyways, I invited her over to pop the question.

No! Not that one! Geez Louise! Talk about giving me the heebie-jeebies. Me? Married? As if! Nah, this way she gets me and a roof over her head and I get a kid or two and still have all the side-action I want.

I even wrote her a song -
"You are my Plumbob,
My only Plumbob.
You'd make me platinum
If you would say,
That you'll move in, Dear.
I really want you.
O' please don't make my Plumbob all red."

OK, it's not going to set the audio charts afire. Just as long as it gets her afire.

She said yes! Man, sometimes chicks dig the cornest things. Oh well, now I can get some real furniture and eventually even some wallpaper.