04-08-2026, 10:34 AM
(This post was last modified: 04-08-2026, 10:55 AM by Gone in 60.)
I guess the takeaway here is to marry well. Not necessarily rich, but well.
Don't marry white trash thinking you can "fix it". You cannot, trust me, I've been there.
When you are on your way to Beaumont on a Thanksgiving morning because your brother-in-law called, the drug deal went bad, they stole his clothes, and he's hiding behind a dumpster at a Shell station, that long drive will give you a lot of time to think about your life choices.
Nothing about that atmosphere will generate a sense of being a distinguished gentleman, unless you consider showing your in-laws how to put on a tie for court appearances, or your own wedding.
Don't marry white trash thinking you can "fix it". You cannot, trust me, I've been there.
When you are on your way to Beaumont on a Thanksgiving morning because your brother-in-law called, the drug deal went bad, they stole his clothes, and he's hiding behind a dumpster at a Shell station, that long drive will give you a lot of time to think about your life choices.
Nothing about that atmosphere will generate a sense of being a distinguished gentleman, unless you consider showing your in-laws how to put on a tie for court appearances, or your own wedding.
You know what? I actually would like a pickle.