Let's say you have eight kittens. You love some more than others because not all kittens are created equal. Well, your partner professes to care about you and the kittens a lot.
One day, he kills one of the kittens. It was an accident, he didn't mean it, and it wasn't your favorite kitten. Aiyee, he really didn't mean for it to happen and he just loves you so much! You let it go. It was a terrible accident and he really is sorry.
A few months go by and things are great and you've gotten really close and done oodles of fun things together. He kills another kitten. You were in the process of getting rid of this kitten anyway, but you are still upset. I mean, killing kittens is not at all an endearing hobby. You mourn the kitten a bit and he is confused, doesn't really even remember how it happened because he didn't plan on killing anymore kittens.
He is on thin ice, the relationship is on thin ice, but you really love him and he is always telling you how much he loves you. You are treading lightly and he is making dead kitten jokes. He surprises you by killing another kitten and then laughing in your face about it. You feel like an idiot. How could you let this person kill all your kittens?
He sobers up in a pool of kitten blood and wants to talk. He feels terrible and wants to be better. Are you really going to give him access to your five remaining kittens?
Jesus Christ, now you're dating a guy that kills kittens?
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