I think I seen one of them thar killer sperm one time when I was snipe huntin. Big ugly looking sucker. I shot him in the arse but never did find a body. Left a trail of destruction behind him and I ain't seen him again since. I always keep my gun loaded though just in case I see one.
One of the things that keeps me sane are the vows I made my W 18 years ago. If I'd been smarter, and had a better lawyer, I would have added a caviot that my W would have sex with me, in good times and in bad, no matter if she felt like it or not. But I was lustfully blind and now I have no legal recourse to force her to have sex with me.
So we can either accept reality, change reality, or both a and b. I accept my current sitch, AND, I'll NEVER give up the pursuit. Sometimes pursuit will mean not pursuing, sometimes it'll mean push till it hurts. One thing is for sure, I'll be proud of my actions because I'm doing the right thing. What anyone else does is between them and God.
