Once upon a time, a Prince asked a beautiful Princess, "Will you marry me?" The Princess said, "No!" And the Prince lived happily ever after and rode motorcycles and dated skinny, long-legged, full-breasted women and hunted and fished and raced cars and went to stripper bars and dated ladies half his age and drank whiskey, beer and Captain Morgan and never heard bitching and never paid child support or alimony and dated cheerleaders and kept his house and guns and ate spam and potato chips and beans and blew enormous farts and never got cheated on while he was at work and all his friends and family thought he was friggin’ cool as hell
and he had tons of money in the bank and left the toilet seat up.

The End

Ha Ha, I just copied and pasted for a laugh..Made me laugh!!

however, some of us enjoy finer things than spam, LOL.  Some of us wait for the man who is normal who marries, has children, excels at his career, then hits male menopause.  We women enjoy lovely vacations, fine dining, fine wine and superb conversation.  None of which involves hunting, racing, strippers, cheerleaders, guns, or gas.  So sorry this is your reality.  Time to trade up, sister!!!  Thanks for sharing, hahahhahahhaha.