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Bobby Darin |
I'm more married to Sandy now than when we were married with the legal document. We're still married as parents. |
Ann Landers |
The poor wish to be rich, the rich wish to be happy, the single wish to be married, and the married wish to be dead. |
Charles Bukowski |
I would be married, but I'd have no wife, I would be married to a single life. |
Don Adams |
I like getting married, but I don't like being married. |
Don Adams |
I was married awfully young and I felt trapped. My wife had been divorced and all the time we were married we were out of the Church. It wasn't until we were divorced that we became good Catholics again. |
Donna Edwards |
I was married for a little while. I chose to be married. Then I chose not to be. But in the state of Maryland, I could... That should be the case for all Marylanders. |
George Jean Nathan |
I know many married men, I even know a few happily married men, but I don't know one who wouldn't fall down the first open coal hole running after the first pretty girl who gave him a wink. |
Joanna Garcia |
You have to be with the right person. It's so much more important to meet the right person, whether you're married or not, than it is to get married and get a divorce. |
Jon Hamm |
I don't need to be married, but I feel married. |
Nick Faldo |
We were happily married for eight months. Unfortunately, we were married for four and a half years. |
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"Ashley Madison guarantees You will Sleep with a Married Woman"
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I had a dream that I was married to Snoop Dogg, but also I WAS Snoop Dogg. And our baby was a gay Bomberman. I wonder what it means?
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I had a dream that I was married to Snoop Dogg, but also I WAS Snoop Dogg. And our baby was a gay Bomberman. I wonder what it means?
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my father and i got in a huge fight the day after thanksgiving which resulted in me walking my ass to a buss in southfield and also not seeing my surviving grandpa this christmas. my mom has spent into her retirement for us to survive, my dad wont give me $20 without me paying him back (he makes twice as much as my mom and is married). enough of this dad shit. the first and maybe only girl i was ever in love with is psychotic bipolar. several girls ive been close with have been molested by some fucker.
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Dreams I've had recently: -I found out both my parents were having affairs with people. My mom's had been going on since I was 7 and was with some guy she met while wading into water in Mexico. He taught our whole family how to snorkel or something like that. My dad's was with some woman named Linda he met at the indoor pool where he swims laps. -My sister got back together with her ex-girlfriend and that same day they got married at a courthouse. -I found my iPod. (Then I found it in real life that day.)
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So this is what happens guys. It's a romance comedy. It's a movie about a guy. Hes a plant. Not like a cactus. Hes a planted actor on a reality TV show like love is blind where they are supposed to fall in love and get married. Hes just goofin around but he actually falls in love with one of them. Then the one of them at some point figures out that hes a plant and shes like "did you ever even love me!? you were only in it for the money!" and he says "it started out that way but then I wanted to know the real you. I liked being at that tiki bar and I liked stirrin up stupid stuff. even though it was fake it was real." and then they smooch in the rain.
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One time I was walking down the sidewalk in Okemos and I saw an iPhone in the grass so I picked it up and it rang. I answered it and told the people that I had their phone and where I found it. They said they were 45 minutes away but they'd drive and come get it from me. I gave them the address of an abandoned house and told them to meet me there. This middle aged married couple showed up and gave me $20 dollars for the phone and thanked me and they acted so confused about how their phone ended up in Okemos. It sounded like they'd never even been there. Then I walked home.
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I had a dream that I was married and had a kid and lived in this house that I think I owned. I had a bunch of friends over for something and my wife was outside with the kid. I noticed that our automatic blinds (that completely cover doors and windows) were going down but I didn't hit any buttons. Then I saw the kid on the ground like he had fallen and I was trying to get the blinds open so I could go out but it seemed like someone was messing with them. I eventually got out and then saw that my wife had been shot. I thought to first check for the shooter so I ran to one side of the house (it was really small) and then the other and out into the street. I car was driving toward me very fast and when I ran out it swerved into a tree. I thought that must have been the shooter so then I ran back and got my family in the car to go to the hospital. Yikes.
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A couple of years ago, one night, I was about to propose to my girlfriend when my roommate Joseph barged into the room out of nowhere, tripped and fell over, breaking a glass table with his face. Totally ruined the mood. Now, I didn't know Joseph THAT well, don't even remember where he was from, but let' just say I put my plans on hold to help him through his injuries.
Joseph had gotten big glass shard in his eye, making him completely blind in that eye. He was walking around with one of those cotton pads on his eye for a couple of months. Then suddenly, he disappeared, along with my girlfriend
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Music to hear, why hear'st thou music sadly? Sweets with sweets war not, joy delights in joy: Why lov'st thou that which thou receiv'st not gladly, Or else receiv'st with pleasure thine annoy? If the true concord of well-tuned sounds, By unions married, do offend thine ear, They do but sweetly chide thee, who confounds ...
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