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yes, i do
yes, i do

yes i do have something better.
yes i do have something better.

deportes que practicas yes, i do occasionally.
sports yes, i do occasionally.

"yes, i do want that!" (with weighted accent emphasis on the "do")
"yes, i do want that!" (with weighted accent emphasis on the "do")

yes, i do ! i love it! (con énfasis en do .)
yes, i do ! i love it! (with stress on do .)

i do it with a fly-by, and yes, i reel to achieve it.
i do it with a fly-by, and yes, i reel to achieve it.

una vez más gracias por lo mucho! dylan y siempre voy a ser grandes fans de yes i do bodas!
again thank you so very much! dylan and i will always be huge fans of yes i do weddings!

== referencias ==== enlaces externos ==biodiversity heritage library scans of books from the russell e. train africana collection in the smithsonian institution libraries
==references====external links==* biodiversity heritage library scans of books from the russell e. train africana collection in the smithsonian institution libraries

así, cuando en el futuro te pregunten «do you speak english?» podrás contestar con seguridad «yes, i do».
in the future, when you are asked the question “do you speak english?”, you want to be able to answer with a convincing “yes, i do”.

there have been some extraordinary events. first the other doctor, dr brencourt, seemed to be under some amazing assumption that i am close friends with the young manager of this project here, and his wife and children. i have only just moved in. i had barely met them. i asked for dr carlos betancourt’s help, as you know, in ridding the atmosphere in this house of some of the strangeness left by one of the previous tenants. this seems to come under the aegis of dr bretancourt who started giving me orders. he later came to see my house and said he knew someone who could decorate it tastefully. my taste is already impeccable, but he sent round a man from somewhere associated with the premises, and decided that i need to be monitored. he sent round several sensible remarks, too, to be fair, that at the same time seemed to create the impression that he is not in charge of the project, and neither am i. then, who is? (i will want the décor of the house to my taste, not that of some stranger.) i then, obviously from the stress of the previous few days, began to get puzzled about the set-up here. there is almost always stress and sometimes misunderstandings in a move. i have like this house since i first saw it …. two or three years ago. mr brentancourt didn’t ask me for my plans for the house, but simply said that nothing could be done without his permission. i thought that you were the manager and that nothing could be passed without your say-so. i will say no more until tomorrow. but i do not like being chased around the (very nice) premises by enmployees who have done absolutely untoward. both manual and his wife are solid gold. yet everything i said or did as somehow presented as being bizarre. i did ask dr betancourt for permission to do a couple of things, but he shied away from me. he finally got manuel’s wife over and apparently told her to keep an eye on me. i don’t know what his connection is with the house, and it is certainly not my business, but he has done his utmost to make me feel like an outsider from the start. now he has had a meeting with manuel’s wife telling her to monitor things. i was perfectly happy to move in here, accept things as they were, accept the authority of manuel as the manager, etc. yet an inexplicable unpleasant atmosphere has been manufactured. i asked mr bethencourt to return the keys a couple of times, but only because it’s never a good idea for too many people to have keys to property. that was the sole purpose. i cannot help but feel that this event, in which i have been a very bland bit player, had something to do with the owner’s origins lintention to rent to it to someone else. i get on with everyone there, including their animals. i like poultry. i like dogs. i liked the cosmopolitan crowd – japanese and american and my own british.. i had known manuel for around three years and respect him. i cannot imagine what on earth has curdled. i had asked dr betamcourt why there seemed to be some resistance to me moving in, and had at the same time wondered why he seemed so negative towards me. i put it down to his possibly not liking english people. we all have our dislikes and we mostly overcome them and live with them. but dr betamcourt, to whom i had offered nothing but courtesy, seems to have a grudge (hopefully, unwarranted!) against me. i am following his medical instructions because i respect him as a doctor, not because he is in charge of a cottage i would rent!! now. what is to be done? i want to rent the flat. i like it very much. i like the management. i like the friendly, congenial atmosphere. i have done no harm to the buildings, the ground or the animals, all of whom i like. i have treated neigbours with respect, as i always do. and suddenly, manuel’s wife is supposed to be keeping track of my correspondence. (there may be a reason for this that i am not aware of.) i sincerely don’t mind if there were genuine reasons for this attitude. every business runs itself in its own way. but for the bentancourt gentleman to be clearly expecting “reports” on me is most bizarre. i like the cottage, i like the other tenants, i like the management, i like the animals. i am absolutely baffled by this conversation. i am anxious to get free medical advice, believe me! kind regards to all and a good evening to all,
there have been some extraordinary events. first the other doctor, dr brencourt, seemed to be under some amazing assumption that i am close friends with the young manager of this project here, and his wife and children. i have only just moved in. i had barely met them. i asked for dr carlos betancourt’s help, as you know, in ridding the atmosphere in this house of some of the strangeness left by one of the previous tenants. this seems to come under the aegis of dr bretancourt who started giving me orders. he later came to see my house and said he knew someone who could decorate it tastefully. my taste is already impeccable, but he sent round a man from somewhere associated with the premises, and decided that i need to be monitored. he sent round several sensible remarks, too, to be fair, that at the same time seemed to create the impression that he is not in charge of the project, and neither am i. then, who is? (i will want the décor of the house to my taste, not that of some stranger.) i then, obviously from the stress of the previous few days, began to get puzzled about the set-up here. there is almost always stress and sometimes misunderstandings in a move. i have like this house since i first saw it …. two or three years ago. mr brentancourt didn’t ask me for my plans for the house, but simply said that nothing could be done without his permission. i thought that you were the manager and that nothing could be passed without your say-so. i will say no more until tomorrow. but i do not like being chased around the (very nice) premises by enmployees who have done absolutely untoward. both manual and his wife are solid gold. yet everything i said or did as somehow presented as being bizarre. i did ask dr betancourt for permission to do a couple of things, but he shied away from me. he finally got manuel’s wife over and apparently told her to keep an eye on me. i don’t know what his connection is with the house, and it is certainly not my business, but he has done his utmost to make me feel like an outsider from the start. now he has had a meeting with manuel’s wife telling her to monitor things. i was perfectly happy to move in here, accept things as they were, accept the authority of manuel as the manager, etc. yet an inexplicable unpleasant atmosphere has been manufactured. i asked mr bethencourt to return the keys a couple of times, but only because it’s never a good idea for too many people to have keys to property. that was the sole purpose. i cannot help but feel that this event, in which i have been a very bland bit player, had something to do with the owner’s origins lintention to rent to it to someone else. i get on with everyone there, including their animals. i like poultry. i like dogs. i liked the cosmopolitan crowd – japanese and american and my own british.. i had known manuel for around three years and respect him. i cannot imagine what on earth has curdled. i had asked dr betamcourt why there seemed to be some resistance to me moving in, and had at the same time wondered why he seemed so negative towards me. i put it down to his possibly not liking english people. we all have our dislikes and we mostly overcome them and live with them. but dr betamcourt, to whom i had offered nothing but courtesy, seems to have a grudge (hopefully, unwarranted!) against me. i am following his medical instructions because i respect him as a doctor, not because he is in charge of a cottage i would rent!! now. what is to be done? i want to rent the flat. i like it very much. i like the management. i like the friendly, congenial atmosphere. i have done no harm to the buildings, the ground or the animals, all of whom i like. i have treated neigbours with respect, as i always do. and suddenly, manuel’s wife is supposed to be keeping track of my correspondence. (there may be a reason for this that i am not aware of.) i sincerely don’t mind if there were genuine reasons for this attitude. every business runs itself in its own way. but for the bentancourt gentleman to be clearly expecting “reports” on me is most bizarre. i like the cottage, i like the other tenants, i like the management, i like the animals. i am absolutely baffled by this conversation. i am anxious to get free medical advice, believe me! kind regards to all and a good evening to all, there have been some extraordinary events. first the other doctor, dr brencourt, seemed to be under some amazing assumption that i am close friends with the young manager of this project here, and his wife and children. i have only just moved in. i had barely met them. i asked for dr carlos betancourt’s help, as you know, in ridding the atmosphere in this house of some of the strangeness left by one of the previous tenants. this seems to come under the aegis of dr bretancourt who started giving me orders. he later came to see my house and said he knew someone who could decorate it tastefully. my taste is already impeccable, but he sent round a man from somewhere associated with the premises, and decided that i need to be monitored. he sent round several sensible remarks, too, to be fair, that at the same time seemed to create the impression that he is not in charge of the project, and neither am i. then, who is? (i will want the décor of the house to my taste, not that of some stranger.) i then, obviously from the stress of the previous few days, began to get puzzled about the set-up here. there is almost always stress and sometimes misunderstandings in a move. i have like this house since i first saw it …. two or three years ago. mr brentancourt didn’t ask me for my plans for the house, but simply said that nothing could be done without his permission. i thought that you were the manager and that nothing could be passed without your say-so. i will say no more until tomorrow. but i do not like being chased around the (very nice) premises by enmployees who have done absolutely untoward. both manual and his wife are solid gold. yet everything i said or did as somehow presented as being bizarre. i did ask dr betancourt for permission to do a couple of things, but he shied away from me. he finally got manuel’s wife over and apparently told her to keep an eye on me. i don’t know what his connection is with the house, and it is certainly not my business, but he has done his utmost to make me feel like an outsider from the start. now he has had a meeting with manuel’s wife telling her to monitor things. i was perfectly happy to move in here, accept things as they were, accept the authority of manuel as the manager, etc. yet an inexplicable unpleasant atmosphere has been manufactured. i asked mr bethencourt to return the keys a couple of times, but only because it’s never a good idea for too many people to have keys to property. that was the sole purpose. i cannot help but feel that this event, in which i have been a very bland bit player, had something to do with the owner’s origins lintention to rent to it to someone else. i get on with everyone there, including their animals. i like poultry. i like dogs. i liked the cosmopolitan crowd – japanese and american and my own british.. i had known manuel for around three years and respect him. i cannot imagine what on earth has curdled. i had asked dr betamcourt why there seemed to be some resistance to me moving in, and had at the same time wondered why he seemed so negative towards me. i put it down to his possibly not liking english people. we all have our dislikes and we mostly overcome them and live with them. but dr betamcourt, to whom i had offered nothing but courtesy, seems to have a grudge (hopefully, unwarranted!) against me. i am following his medical instructions because i respect him as a doctor, not because he is in charge of a cottage i would rent!! now. what is to be done? i want to rent the flat. i like it very much. i like the management. i like the friendly, congenial atmosphere. i have done no harm to the buildings, the ground or the animals, all of whom i like. i have treated neigbours with respect, as i always do. and suddenly, manuel’s wife is supposed to be keeping track of my correspondence. (there may be a reason for this that i am not aware of.) i sincerely don’t mind if there were genuine reasons for this attitude. every business runs itself in its own way. but for the bentancourt gentleman to be clearly expecting “reports” on me is most bizarre. i like the cottage, i like the other tenants, i like the management, i like the animals. i am absolutely baffled by this conversation. i am anxious to get free medical advice, believe me! kind regards to all and a good evening to all, ctor