There comes a time in a man’s life when he has to hold a steady job, settle down with a nice girl, buy a house and do other things that will finally make his mother back the hell off.
And so I am getting married next week.
Before anyone starts jumping off buildings, I want to reassure my female fans and strong gay following that one in three marriages ends in divorce. According to the Australian Bureau of Statistics there is every chance I will be single again in 14 years’ time — and given my blessed genetic heritage I think it’s fair to say that I’ll still be looking pretty good.
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