unmarried people die earlier too
Propaganda. Due the the divorce rates and overall deconstruction of the instituciones of marriage, government agencies have been collaborating with college research groups to modify the structure of the contemporary age of marital unionship.
Most of these collaborative efforts are the result of nazi feminists who create their own rag pads in lieu of supporting multicorporational outlets such as Always and Tampax as a way of "deviating" from the norm and showing men that they are so independent on their own make-shift techniques, that they can also lead a family in just as an effective manner.
What a lot of men fail to done realize is that they are being "duped" to dip their proverbial spoons in the hitch soup. Once you have succumbed to the potent and dramatic results of these such findings and find yourself acting like a Boyz II Men record and getting on bended knee
this will then cause a shift in the progress to which they have sought out to manipulate and manufacture.
We ain't posed to get married. Why? The system was built in favor and cater to this femme fatale movement with their hidden agenda to take over the global dynamic and secure their babies so that we only get to see them on weekends (or worser yet, once a month
and that's only on the first cuz the checks arrive at the time). *sighs*
"Who wanna bag? You gott bag? We gotta bag? Better skeet in a rag, leave that broad slashed in the back of a jag. Mothafukkin' hag. Dag."
Cuz getting married is the quintessentially recipe to being becoming a dead man walking with no digity: losing custody, dealing with alimony is bad baloney, nil swag jabroni.
So say you live longer. With the wife nagging and kids shooting up movie theaters during blockbuster movies and malls amidst the busiest shopping days of the year. How can you live with that on your consciousness? Tell me how that feel? How it feel how it feel? Yeah tell me how it feel? When you living this life knowing you ain't shiit but straining bricks and having your dyck yanked around my social misfits out to get your chips and leave you in the ditch. Bytch!!!
Umph.
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