Humans need physical contact. I'll take the clap over carpal tunnel syndrome any day. And, single people, if you still don't get it, I'll translate it for the commitment-impaired. And I'm on the biggest hot streak of my life. So forget single, wake up and smell the stranger next to you.
Marriage is the last step of personal evolution.
It is the opposable thumb of human intimacy. Of course, that's just my opinion, I could be wrong. It's no wonder Xers are angst-ridden and rudderless. They feel America's greatness has passed. They got to the cocktail party twenty minutes too late and all that's left are those little wieners and a half-empty bottle of Zima.