Marry her. What, you have questions? TO HELL WITH YOUR QUESTIONS. Marry her. You're both from...
Marry her. What, you have questions? TO HELL WITH YOUR QUESTIONS. Marry her. You're both from Wisconsin. You both love Badger football, and by implication both love everything that comes with it: fat running backs, fatter offensive linemen using the "timburrrrr blocking scheme," the ridiculously tan hide of Barry Alvarez, and cirrhosis. Quit whining, marry her, and years later when your children ask "Is that my mom?" answer, "Yes, and that is how she saved democracy as we know it." Then elaborate no further, and nod smugly while looking into the distance with tears in your eyes. Why will you be crying? Maybe from emotion. Maybe because you're drink's empty, and your children will have finished the last of the scotch while you weren't looking, but either way it will be a very sincere emotion deeply felt. (Via.)
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