Monday, 16 June 2014

Real Life

While I was studying I got pregnant. It grew very obvious to everybody and so one day a  feminist fellow student  stepped up to me and smirking she enquired: "And the father?!" Recognising the implied "that swine", I turned on her: "YOU! You are not even worthy of putting his name into your mouth. He actually proposed to me. And I declined because if it turns out to be an unhappy marriage I will not have the child to have to grow up with the burden of being the reason for our misery."



When my eldest daughter was five, I married her father.


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