Join Date: Jul 2002
Location: Waiting for Shirley
Truth be known, we beat each other up a lot, and I was usually the instigator. It went downhill when his studio contract wasn't renewed and I was raking in like $250,000 a year with my Walter Wanger contract. Guys today can live with that, but not men of my generation. I one time laid into him for not getting on the pool people for cleaning the pool shitty and he made some lame comment like "But I'm not the leader around here." I shot back, "you're not the breadwinner either." He punched me in the mouth, I kicked him in the balls and slashed his cheek with my breakfast knife. I mean, this was like 8 a.m., so it was really downhill the rest of the day.
We were very passionate, I would rather have him at home beating me up than out beating up some car hop or dress extra. I just rationalized for years that he wouldn't beat me up if he didn't love me, but I just got tired of him when he lost his looks, so I took the twins and moved on.