I am hated in Stenchville not so much for what I’ve done as didn’t do. I failed to become a philanderer, alcoholic, gambler or coke fiend. I wasn’t in church on Sunday, but more of an audience to debauchery.
Such has become the case with the Wife and I in Greensboro. We’ll be enjoying the Super Bowl quietly. After we were married, before Jody opened the store, we had a social life. They were wonderful people and we partied at someone’s house every weekend. Some folks in High Point actually postponed a party because due to the store, we couldn’t make it.
We missed the second date as well. Years later, we saw them and they had moved. They’ve never invited us over. We don’t blame them.
We don’t see her “best friend” because her husband adores Sarah Palin and I cannot be near him without suffering complete apoplexia.
It is such that the Wife enjoys the Real Housewives of Orange County in lieu of actual friends.
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