Why hasn't Senator Hillary leave Mr. President Bill-- 'Cuz it's cheaper to keep her...
I ain't sayin' Hillary cain't hold her own, 'cuz she could. But she married Bill back in the day and I know she didn't sign no pre-nup. So Bill would be assed out if Hillary decides to"skait-jacketed" him... And Bill's been waaaay around the waaaayyyy--And back again. I'da kick them b*itches asses for messin' wit my husband like that--but that's just me...
As far as the Rashads go, I never got the feeling that Phyllicia ever truly loved Ahmad. But that's just my interpretation when he proposed to her on TV...
And folxs divorcing left and right these days. I guess that's what the new millennium is all about... Back in the last millennium, folx all tryin' to be Y2K compliant with their relationships and marriages and come to find out the world ain't ended yet... So hey, let's all get our groove on...
As far as morality and marriages--the two really don't go hand in hand on this planet for some reason. I guess folxs cain't handle facing life alone and get married to any ole body--or rather, they wait 'till they "old" and can't have children, efficiently, and they wish they weren't alone--the biological clock explosions. But for some reason, as we get older, at least for women, we get set in out ways and don't tolerate a bunch of chit, but then again...
This idea can go on and on... If I was married, I would be upset if my husband cheated on me. But, then, I might be cheating on him...
So I guess I double-standardized the whole thing--I can cheat but he can't???
Would I end my marriage because hotel cheating been goin' on? Well, I've been thru a man that I really cared about gettin' another witch pregnant and havin' a baby. Now, that I'm older, more men have baby's mamma dramas. And If I have to ask, then I don't need to tell myself anything if the man floats that way. So, ummm, with all my preselection qualifiers, I guess, if I did find prince charming, with shiny armor on a white horse off in the sunset...I'd be the old lady in the pumpkin shell shoe and wouldn't know what to do by the cinders and a poison apple, sleeping my way thru life...