i married a man who...
prays for our football team before a game.
specifically for no injuries to certain key players.
sings along to j.biebs in the car, without realizing it until it's too late.
[my work here is done.]
keeps me up all night quoting seinfeld
instead of letting me sleep.
let us take the best hipster engagements
the world has ever seen.
protects me from barking dogs
on our evening walks.
buys me a book for my birthday
because he knows how i feel about the 1920s.
cooks an entire pound of bacon
for a dinner consisting of two blt's with bacon on the side.
sends me emails of the original "opa gangnam style" and it's variations,
leaves me "opa gangnam style" crayon messages in the shower,
and sings the song non-stop as soon as he gets home.
if only he could dance like that little boy in the beginning...
he'd be perfect.