there's no need to name names.

last night a pal tried to convince me to "come over" to cleveland so that we could "make things beautiful" (fuck) and then get married because we would get along swimmingly due to the fact that we're both huge assholes. plus i'm "alright looking" and "my mother loves him." he'd admittedly cheat on me a lot and i'd probably "just get used to it and start cheating myself." " hey everyones gotta have atleast one divorce." that's no matter because he'd stay home and take care of the kids while i worked because he knows im a "complaining little bitch" and wouldn't want to change diapers. he denies he would spend the entire time drinking beer and convincing our kids that metal is cool, but we both know that would be his primary purpose. we'd probably have cute dogs though.

i told him that i'd think about it. the marriage thing i mean.