I married an Italian.
He's manly and loves his mother. His fathers name is Rocco. I would't mess with either of them. They are as gentle as lambs.
He married Irish.
Irish women are bitches. Only if we love you.
To fit into his black haired brood I decided to dye my hair black. You know what they say, "Once you go black, you never go back".
I'm a lier.
WHAT? You say I photo shopped this pic? I'm insulted.
Life is good.