No, it really isn't. So if you're one of those people who have nothing better to do than try to brow beat people into agreeing with you, look elsewhere. This blog is about my wonderful wife. You might have heard a while back about our marriage. I was in my little triangle outfit, her in her stunning white dress. We had a blast.
But in my shame about my job here, I kept our marriage a secret. She was great about it, even playing like we divorced and seperated. But in our hearts, we always knew we were meant to be together. She was my little dented fender and I was her triangular love machine.
This job has allowed me to see what you guys say behind the scenes. And let me say this, you guys are a bunch of sick f***s.  I'd never talk to anyone the way you guys do. Who asks a woman her child's underwear size anyway?  And the guy with the thing for cattle, you know who you are. That's a pretty sick way to herd steer. 
But back on topic. My wife is great. She truly is the one great love of my life. After KFC of course. If you see her today, let her know how special she is. And not in the condescending everybody's special in their own way kind of special. The special that makes you feel truly lucky that she picked you to be the triangle she spends her life with.
In closing, there are two things I want you all to think about. One, if you're going to make stupid accusations, I'm going to mock them endlessly. Like in a blog for instance. Two, if I really were a mod, I'd be telling you to stop e-mailing me. The abuse thread is there for a reason. 
Thank you all, and excuse me, but I have some baby triangles to work on. 
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