He-who-shall-not-be-named-lest-I-retch married the white bitch who didn’t give a damn if I developed cervical cancer. They had the big church wedding I used to dream of.
But he’s bald. And I would have missed out on the adventures of the last 4 years including the wonderful, terrible Soldier.
I wouldn’t change a thing!

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