You know 1210, I think one of the reasons W and I got together was humour. She's very intense and I'm, well, a clown! When she was all stressed out I could make her laugh (still can). I remember saying to her that I think our differences were actually good because sometimes she needs someone to pull her down off the wall and sometimes I need a good kick in the butt to start climbing the wall. It kind of worked out well for both of us on some level until that evil lesbo alien sucked my W's brain out of her head and...well, you know the whole sordid story! Damn aliens
