Return of the Tandem

Tis about that time, my cherubs, that the Consigliari and Mussopini hook up again for hatred and vitriol for all....

Marriage. I don't know what to think about it, of course. It just seems that, when you are single, guys fight falling in love. They do whatever they can to remain objective. Just refuse to open themselves up, to be vulnerable. But ladies, you are so convincing. You love us so much, you open up, you give your total self to us. Finally, we crack. We join you at that level, and when we fall for you, we fall hard. Next thing you know, we get married, and you are happy, and we are happy, and everyone is happy. Then something happens. Now WE are the sappy lovesick puppies. We love you to death, and we worry about you, and do nice things for you. And what do we get in return? "I need my space! You're crowding me!" Bitch, we live in the same fuckin room! Of course Im crowding you, Im right next to you. That's the damn point. You want us to be "as one", and now you want space? Make up your damn mind! Women, so damn confusing. I wish I had the answers, I really do.....