There are 2 kinds of DUmp husbands... Type A is exactly as described above, and Type B loves taking the wife out because he's living off her salary and the dole.
Surely you've seen their self-posted wedding picture.
The guy's a squalid loser; nothing at all aesthetic about him.
I
used to feel sorry for thunderthighs, as at the time she was rather good-looking, and I thought surely she could nab a better one.
But since then, what with her copious intake of gut bombs, mood-altering pharmaceuticals, beer, liquor, and bales of dope, well, she's bloated out to be just as bad as he is.
And by the way, your "Type B" is most appropriately represented by the "Erich Bloodaxe" primitive, a
habitue of the cooking and baking forum, who even though he's a registered nurse with no obstructions to his practicing in that profession, prefers instead to laze around at home while his woman brings in the bacon.....and alas not much bacon at that.
The unfortunate woman thinks he loves her. Actually--and I know this because I'm a man myself--he shacks up with her only because she's an easy lay, willing to hop around in the sack any time
he wants to.
