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Just thought I'd vent in this thread. Met the man of my dreams' wife tonight. He wasn't there, but she sat right next to me during dinner. You don't know how hard it was for me not to say, "Sorry that I've been obsessing over your husband for the past few years. Nothing personal. By the way, would you mind if I had hot rabid monkey sex with him? Just once or twice? Please? Did I mention his picture is my iPhone wallpaper?"
*sob*
Anyway, she seemed really nice. But I wouldn't expect anything less. She has to be awesome if she's his partner.
God I hate my life.
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