First you get the money, THEN you get the power, THEN you get the women. See what happens when you do it out of order? You end up with something like YOUR marriage, that’s what…
Of course, I never have the actual balls to say this. But that’s what I’m thinking.
My wife and I lived together for a few years before marrying. I would get the “When are y’all getting married” question every time we visited my folks.
I wanted to say “knowing we’re sinning makes the sex way hotter!”
But being the polite son that I am, only managed to croak out a meek “I dunno. Maybe sometime soon.”
I just change the subject and point out how pregnant my sister is. With all the girls in my extended family, everyone immediately forgets about me and heads straight to her to talk about the baby.
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Honestly, the way my mom is, I’d rather be single around her. She’s scared away many guys by “accidently” calling them my fiance or husband and talking about future grandkids or how great my first name would be with their last name. And she’s been doing stuff like that since I first started dating, at 17.
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Generally I respond with something like, “I dunno, I guess I just haven’t found the right person.” What I really want to say is, “What are you talking about? You were at my wedding! Was it really so horrible that you don’t remember?” And run away sobbing.
This is brilliant. Not only will I never be asked that question again, but I wouldn’t be invited to any gatherings where it might come up. I’m not enough of a misanthrope to use this yet, but give me another year or two…
Generally my girlfriend and I just shrug the question off. If her family asks me, I just say “ask her.” If my family asks her, they get “ask him.” In my family, I have to deal only with my mom. We made a deal years ago - I answer her questions about relationships honestly (more honestly than she’d like, sometimes) and she makes sure nobody else in her family asks. It works great.
Maybe your family thinks the answer is just so obvious there’s no need to ask.
Just think of the scene you could make at your next family gathering Silentgoldfish! What you do is, just burst out crying and say: “How come nobody in my family never asks me when I’m going to get married? Do you all think I’m so hideous and such a social pariah that it’s never gonna happen, so why bother asking? Why does my family hate me so much!” Then run screaming and crying from the room. You’ll be a legend in your own family. You’ll be talked about for generations. They’ll “forget” to invite you to future gatherings! It’s all so win-win for you either way.
Or, just go around head-butting relatives. I really like this one. Thanks to Johnny L.A. I may have a new addition to my repetoire.
Because I am Gay and despite the fact that you have been married and divorced eight times*, you still piously vote with the idiot masses to protect the so-called “sanctity” of heterosexual marriage.
(*Yes, my brother has been married eight times.)