Nov 20, 2008 11:13
First we move into the neighborhood.
Check out all the cute married guys.
Slowly, we get to know them.
Insidiously, we invite the couples over.
Ply them with drink.
Get to know them better.
More drinks, and over time they're more at ease.
And then... the 'fights' begin.
We may or may not threaten to get divorced and all the while, across the fence you get hear the bitching we give each other and well... by that time you've both taken one side or the other.
The fights begin...
and BAM! You're the ones getting divorced while we see a marriage counselor and stay happily married and publicly 'wondering' why the couple next door is moving out.
See, we are evil.