Through Thick and Thin

It’s too painful to read, much less blockquote.

I will add this, because I think this guy and I share a lot in common:

The wife is the one who “snitched,” though since he did nothing wrong, “snitched” is a misnomer.  Evidently, she was upset about her husband’s “paranoid” rhetoric about martial law.  (Turns out he really wasn’t paranoid, they really were out to get him.)  Now, it doesn’t say how long they were married, but if he is “paranoid” now, (keeping in mind that I’m about half that “paranoid”), then he must have been “paranoid” while they were dating and engaged and married and in the early years of their marriage.  That means she knew what he was like all along, and married him anyway.  Why?

Answer:  I think it’s because she wasn’t in love with who he was, she was in love with who she thought she could turn him into being.  In other words, isn’t that just like typical broad, to tell you how much they love you and like you the way you are, don’t ever change baby, and once the rings are on fingers and the honeymoon is over, and the sex is all of a sudden not so fun anymore, she starts in on her holy crusade to change you?  I think what happened here is that she couldn’t change him, so she’s trying to pawn him off on the county jail or the state prison.  In other words, she’s trying to use the force of the law to scare him to change his personality.

It won’t work.  They will soon be going through the Big D, and I don’t mean Dallas.  If he is guilty of a crime, it is First Degree Getting Married.

All of this is nothing more than a gigantic domestic dispute that has spilled over onto the 2nd Amendment question in a tangential way.  If he never owned any guns, the bitch would have found another way to “snitch” on him, such as giving herself bruises and claming that he did it, or something else.

Kathy, I know you’re reading this, or at least you eventually will.  So let me put it to you and every other broad like you in some plain words:  No bitch is ever going to change me.  You’re either going to take me as I am, or not at all.  (Not you literally, Kathy, because I know it’s long past over.)  WTF do I need to get married for anyway?  Sex?  Hell, that’s why God invented nightclubs and hard liquor.  If worse comes to worst on that front, I can always make a fist.  Children?  I can always make some sort of arrangement in that stead.  Companionship?  I’ve gotten better companionship out of my cats than I have from most women I’ve had relationships with for any semblance of an extended time period.  Plus, with a cat, I don’t have to deal with potential screwball in-laws like your old man.  Either way, I’m gonna call a spade a spade any day, and I don’t give a shit who it hurts.  You know, Kathy, it’s a good thing I never sexted you, or I’d be in the same fix as is Greg Oden right now.

Back to the subject matter, here’s another painful read on another gun question.  I can add to this one that if Brady wins Governor, he should pardon Kozak completely.  Since Brady is touting his 2nd credentials, he would have a chance to prove them.