Christian. Product manager by day, Liverpool fanatic and film bro by night. Trying to imitate Jesus, tell dad jokes, and avoid unnecessary meetings.
Jan 17, 2019 • 13 tweets • 3 min read
A poet went to a bar full of strippers on the night his wife left him and took the kids along with her.
They had been married 25 years and she said she was tired of his lack of spontaneity. She was tired of monotonic activities and couldn't stand it any more.
I mean he was an award winning poet. Wrote beautiful poems that touched the mind and soul, captivating hearts and stealing the daughters of men.
She said all he did was write, eat and sleep. Repeat. Their love making was becoming a disaster.