My wonderful and lovely wife.
Throw him in the clink, already.
Oh FFS, lock him up already!
Dump your highschool sweetheart, she's a cheating bitch when she goes off to college. Instead, date the girl you liked for 3 years but she didn't come around until you started dating the one who broke your heart. Though she was late to the game, and broke your heart 3 years straight... when she came to you with that 12 page letter, she was legit. She found and married the guy who was just like you and they lived happily... until covid killed her early on in the covid saga. But if she'd married me, she wouldn't have been in Georgia. She'd still probably have been a nurse, but not there. She might still be alive. Oh, and that rebound gal you dated, knocked up and married after the first gal, the cheater, broke your heart? She widows you. And shit just gets worse from there.
That was a good attempt at a post, you'll get it next time. /s
I did that in the 90's. My boss and our director f'ing hated it. I missed the most awful meetings, missed the worst day of commute, got to miss the occasional lunches. It was bliss. That was before Boeing started letting us work from home a decade later.
No wonder we cut it off. :)
Being shitty. Now I'm lucky, because I realize it. :)
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I do this, and it is because I consider some people as soulless entities purely put here to stir up drama for this terrible reality show we all live in.
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We? Who's we? 😳