Luck?

James is the luckiest bastard I know.

Except, of course, for the fact that he’s stuck with me via Catholic wedding vows.  Muah ha ha haaaaa!

I’m not going to disclose why.  Just in case anyone important ever reads this.

But know this.  He truly is the luckiest son-of-a-bitch ever. And this isn’t even about his amazing ability to pull a phenomenal partner EVERY. TIME. HE. COMPETES.

I rest my case.

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