I just want to start this story out by saying, if you're sitting there reading this, expecting to read a really cute love story about how two lovers fell for each other the moment they laid eyes on one another, this is not the story for you.

Our story, starts in a bar, where a slightly inebriated John came up to Haley and said, "I bet you don't even know what that knot on your wild rag is called." She of course responded quickly, in true Haley fashion, "It's a buckaroo knot, do you even know how to tie one?" That didn't satisfy John, so he untied it and said, "Watch this!" and proceeded to attempt to show his expertise, which ultimately led to a complete knotted mess. With his pride hurt and face all red, he walked away, not thinking he would ever see her again.

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