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Don't get married unless you're REALLY sure. And even then wait a while. When you get married (and I'm talking to the gents here) you need to be ready to deal with the REAL women you have signed on for life with. After the "I-do's" things change. Boy do they ever. It can be great. But my friend, it can stink at times as well. And guess what, you don't even have to do anything wrong to find yourself in the middle of an unforecasted shitstorm. I love my sweet wife. But I also know that she's nuts (something I didn't really grasp until recently.)I could elaborate for many paragraphs, but I won't. I'll just say again, WAIT. Wait as long as you can. And if you do say "I do," then you better prepare yourself to putting up with a lot of shit. And the best way to do that is NOT to get angry. Anger just makes whatever (and believe me, quite often it's very difficult to figure out what the "whatever" is) the situation is worse. I have developed a taste for yard work. It's a great way to channel anger and confusion. Also, try not to make the mistake of refering to what your lovely spouse says in a rational point by point fashion. This just makes them more upset. I have found that their problems don't actually require solutions. (That would be too easy.) No, what they want is just some, what they call, "understanding." While this may go against every grain in your being, just do it. Just hug her and say something like "there, there." Or, "oh honey, I'm sorry you're feeling that way." Go figure. They don't want assistance with their problems- they just want you to listen to them. My thing is just this "You know, if we know what the problem is, and we know that we can do something about it, why don't we DO THAT. Then, we don't have to have this freaking discussion AGAIN!" Oh well. The yard looks mighty good this morning. One final note. If at all possible, do NOT marry a rich girl. There are many reasons that should be obvious. Vent over- feels good- thanx.
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oops; that should say "woman," (unless you live in Utah, or something...)
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Speaking of Utah - a toast to those men of yore who took it upon themselves to adopt multiple wives (families). It wasn't for the sex. No amount of sex is worth the politics of women vying for the same man. No wonder they had to be able to build each woman her own house... ³
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RELAX Don't do it
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o no! not frankie! NOT AGAIN!!
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You got that right, cube. Maybe I'll build that woman of mine her own house. I bet she'd STILL dictate how "mine" would be decorated though...
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what's it to you?
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