by Southern Dad » Thu Jan 15, 2015 7:43 am
I know why I'm single. Getting married means that I have to share. She'll want to drive my vehicles. She'll move the things in the cabinets. She'll want half of the electric blanket. Worse, she may want to touch the thermostat. She'll park on my side of the driveways. She'll complain about what time I get home from work. Luckily, I know that I'm horrible husband material.