[goodwithagun]

Wow. Just wow. You call my husband and asshole and then tell me to be classy? Pot, meet kettle. Did I write that my husband cheers anybody’s death, merrily or otherwise? No. Now go back into your dark room, don your Beatles wig, bop your head around to “I Want to Hold Your Hand”, and “merrily” go have sex with yourself (a classy way of saying go phuck yourself). I must go now, I’m taking my son to the pool. I shall enjoy my day with my two favorite guys. My son and my asshole husband.

[Hemingway's Ghost]

. . . and judging from your erudite comments on this thread, my guess is that you and your husband never venture out of the shallow end of that pool . . .

goodwithagun perhaps, but definitely badwithbrain.