I suppose it had to happen some day. I am a regular sort of joe and my wife is a honey. I couldn't tie her down forever; I should have known.
"I'm sorry," she tells me. "But there's just no denying true love."
What makes it worse is the source of her newfound affections. My wife of 30 years is now in love with . . . (Oh I can barely bring myself to type it!) . . . the Backstreet Boys.
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