Once upon a time a guy asked a girl, "Will you marry me?"
And the guy lived happily ever after and rode motorcycles, had a collection of automobiles, went fishing and hunting, played golf a lot, drank beer and scotch, had money in the bank, left the toilet seat up, and farted whenever he wanted.
Once upon a time, a guy asked a girl "Will you marry me?"
And the girl lived happily ever-after and went shopping,
dancing, drank martinis, always had a clean house, never had to cook, did whatever the hell she wanted, never argued, didn't get fat, travelled more, had many lovers, didn't save money, and had all the hot water to herself. She went to the theater, never watched
sports, never wore friggin' lacy lingerie that went up her ass, had high self esteem, never cried or yelled, felt and looked fabulous in yoga pants and was pleasant all the time.