The Idiot's Guide To Marriage

I'll tell you what.  If ANYONE can marry the wrong person, that is ME.  I've perfected it as an art.  I can walk in a room, seek out the biggest, most potentially hurtful man and go right ahead with a marriage.

I thought nothing would surprise me anymore.  Boy was I wrong.  I think part of marriage is expecting the worst.  I mean.... if you don't expect the worst, how can you appreciate the best?

Let's say for example you've been married twice before.  Each time to hypocritical, bible thumping, sanctimonious boobs.  You swear never again.  You deliberately advertise to the new guy how you feel about that.  He reassures you that will never happen.  Well.... you know what they say about the word "never".

You have a slight bump in the road... overnight your beloved pea pod partner becomes a flaming, born again Christian.  The EPITOME of everything you don't like about christianity.  Gosh darn it... how did I get so lucky????  You'd think it would be a good thing.  NOPE.

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I need to come back here.  I have fodder.  LOADS of it.

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