delicioustacos

We want to be married. But neither of us wants to plan the wedding. I as a man don’t want to enter the faggy world of selecting orchids and canapes. I don’t want to deal with a wedding planner, some horsefaced bitch whose job is to suck money out of me. But I want to say “wife.” Fiancee‘s such a pussy word. You can’t picture it not italicized. I want her to say husband and I want to say wife. I want to be her husband and I want her to be my wife. I want her to take my money. Continue reading →