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So this chick had a loyal, hardworking, and loving husband, but because he wasnāt carrying around Excalibur in his pants, she threw away a whole future for some greasy, bottom-tier, fast-food-shaped dude with a third leg and no job prospects.
She really looked at a diamond and said, āNah, Iād rather roll in a pile of hot garbage.ā Like, girl, your IQ must be running on Windows 95.
And the worst part? After sheās used up, discarded, and looking like a clearance item at the thrift store, sheāll come crawling back to the husband like, āBabe, I was confusedā¦ I still love you.ā
Confused? Nah, you werenāt confusedāyou were just built for the streets. You chose to throw your entire life away for five minutes of dopamine with a dude who looks like he smells like expired cheese.
Now sheās making budget p0rn videos for dudes who wouldnāt even hold the door open for her, while her ex-husband is out here living his best life, hitting the gym, making money, and getting a real queen.
And when sheās 40, washed up, and hitting dudes with the āwhereās all the good men?ā speech, the answer is simple:
They were right in front of you, but you traded them for some unemployed ogre with a tripod. Enjoy your permanent L.