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This sort of brings up an interesting thought I've had lately. In musing about cheating on the wife (and I'm talking musing here, not actual contemplating), I came to a realization. It just wouldn't be worth the ****ing trouble. Even if some chick threw herself at me and begged me desperately to **** her silly without strings attached.... I know that there'd be strings attached. I know there would be complications. I know it would, in the long run, make a ton of trouble and stress for me. In other words, I wouldn't ever ****ing do it. It's not that I wouldn't do it because I'm so completely smitten by my wife that I don't find other women ****able. It's not that I wouldn't do it because I'm so in love with my wife that I never even think about other women. I wouldn't do it, because basically it would just turn into a big ****ing pain in the ass.
Is this just laziness or is it maturity?
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In this world of sin and sorrow there is always something to be thankful for; as for me, I rejoice that I am not a Republican.
- H. L. Mencken
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