Please, please, please read this
article from the Washington Post today. It really isn't the topic, so much as it's the writing and fantastic details about their forbidden love. It reads like an interview from the Daily Show! Enjoy, my friends, enjoy...Oh, and if any of you have married your first cousin...please accept my apologies.
The last page has the best quotes, but I will post a highlight reel below...
They settled down in their blue-and-white mobile home with three dogs, a cat, two guinea pigs named Beavis and Butt-Head, and an iguana that loves to eat kiwi.
They kid each other a lot and share many interests, such as camping and fishing. They agree to disagree on other things. He smokes Jacks 100's; she prefers Marlboros. He hunts. She loves animals.
When she tunes in to shows that have what he calls "that sappy stuff" -- "Friends," say, or "Little House on the Prairie" -- he exits to head to another television. He gushes at the thought of walking into Red Lobster and picking out the plumpest one in the tank.
"Eck," she said. And don't ask her about eating groundhog.
"It smells like a pork chop frying. Tastes like chicken," he said, helpfully.