He plays hard to want. I am a Marxist - of the Groucho variety. I don't think the road to heaven is paved with bean curd. And also help me to be careful of the toes I step on today as they may be connected to the ass that I may have to kiss tomorrow. You can unscrew a lightbulb.
Some people claim that marriage interferes with romance.
There's no doubt about it. Anytime you have a romance, your wife is bound to interfere. There's a difference between beauty and charm. A beautiful woman is one I notice. A charming woman is one who notices me.