You can't even begin to fathom how much 'up' I married. She's a babe, could be a blue jean model, makes way more money than I do, much smarter than me, and comes from an affluent family.
I'm an idiot. Oh, I'm a really good dad, but don't give me your inheritance to invest. I'm good at my job and I know motorcycles, football, and bourbon.
Best of all, every day, she lets me come home.
