Originally Posted by anvilhead

Being married to an alcoholic is like living in rat cage number three.

echoes some Smashing Pumpkins lyrics: Despite all my rage, I'm still just a rat in a cage.

great post, LTD.

Umm, well it's basically forewarning that I'm going to ask him to leave. He can't say he wasn't prepared.

liz be very careful about handing the enemy all your bullets.