I bailed on this marry-me-now broad about 15 years ago and she's now been married with kids for perhaps a little over a decade. Every time I see pics of him on her Facebook feed, he looks like he's begging for someone to put a bullet in his head.
She is a good woman, as far as they go, but still, I can't imagine ME being this dude ... and I would be, if I hadn't set sail from the relationship all those years ago. Little wanker kids destroying my peace, stealing my money for diapers and goofy sneakers, a wife who isn't blowing me NEAR enough and likely driving me batty with all her endless plans for the weekends and vacation times ...
I so enjoy coming home after a day at work and knowing there's no one there to harass me and keep me from my life passions: music/metal, guitar, YouTube, powerlifting, movies, pizza and burgers ... whatever.
I have five-buck blinds on my windows and no dinner table clogging my stereo space. I eat seated in my reclining chair and rock music DVDs all the time. When I wanna lift, I get the jets warming and leave when I want to. I buy the food I want.
I buy CDs like they're going out of style (well, they are, but ... ha, ha).
My walls have posters featuring The Ultimate Warrior and death metal bands.
Like I'm gonna let some broad ruin things for me.