Here comes the bride, again and again and again
Ah, the sanctity of marriage.
"An intellectual hatred is the worst, So let her think her opinions are accursed. Have I not seen the loveliest woman born, Out of the mouth of Plenty's horn, Because of her opinionated mind, Barter that horn and every good, By quiet natures understood, For an old bellows full of angry wind?" W.B. Yeats
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Why doesn't she stop the denial and go back to that sweet Tommy Lee?
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