Once upon a time, a guy asked a girl "Will you marry me?"
The girl said "No!"
And the girl lived happily ever after, and went shopping, dancing, camping; she drank martinis, there was no one to tell her she shouldn't. She always had a clean house. She didn't have to cook if she didn't want to (especially to the specifications of someone else), she did whatever the hell she wanted, never argued, didn't get fat, travelled, and had many lovers. She didn't save money, and had all the hot water to herself. She went to the theater, never watched sports, never had to wear lacy lingerie that went up her butt. She had high self esteem, never cried or yelled, felt and looked fabulous in sweat pants, and was pleasant all the time.
Sounds good to me...wait, it IS me! Somewhat, anyway.
[Image from fishboy]