Once upon a time, a guy asked a girl “Will you marry me?” The girl said:”NO!” And the girl lived happily ever-after and went shopping, dancing, camping, drank martinis, always had a clean house, never had to cook, did whatever the hell she wanted, never argued, didn’t get fat, traveled more, had many lovers, didn’t save money, and had all the hot water to herself. She went to the theater, never watched sports, never wore friggin’ lacy lingerie that went up her ass, had high self esteem, never cried or yelled, felt and looked fabulous in sweat pants and was pleasant all the time.
THE END
ps – I didn’t write this. Just thought it hysterical enough to share.
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My wife never wears friggin’ lacy lingerie that foes up her ass… Maybe I married the wrong woman.
Hmmm…. interesting.
Patrick, I doubt you married the wrong woman. You married a smart woman.
This is funny and true. I have been single all of my life (29 years) and I don’t know many people who are happier than me. I do what I want, when I want, and I think that more women should do the same. Too often in our society and many, if not all of the women that I have met, feel that it is necessary for them to have a boyfriend. Just my thoughts.