Like Tupperware, simply store aside the part that you are a mother fucking cheating bastard and hey, your integrity is protected. Now that your deceit is neatly stowed away, you sincerely can be appalled in solidarity with the rest of your family at your son in laws betrayal of your daughter, or cry with your friend whose wife just left him for her personal trainer. You will believe your own conviction, even though you are meeting your Friendfinder.com connection tomorrow in the Publix restroom at 6:47 PM.
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