Her walk is somewhat plodding, but she's got a great big ass and cute feet and, honestly, what more do I need?

I imagine we connect intensely. Something beyond love, and certainly more than temporary. Instead of speaking, we communicate with deep, soulful looks, just like Bill and Hillary Clinton.

Then one day she yells at me because I got drunk at ten o'clock in the morning or left the toilet seat up and it turns into the same old shit….