One does not Seek Permission From The Wife to go to an Iron Maiden Concert.
One decides 'Why the hell not?!' and Strides Manfully to the Gig, in a pair of battered blue jeans and a faded black t-shirt, awash in one's own testosterone.
Protocol dictates that one asks Permission Of The Wife before going to a Ronan Keating concert, Enya on tour - perhaps even GuilFest, but Iron Maiden? If you ask, she might say 'yes' - and then what happens? Not only is it Much Less Fun, but that way beckons the mid-life crisis. And that's something no-one wants to see.
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One does not Seek Permission From The Wife to go to an Iron Maiden Concert.
One decides 'Why the hell not?!' and Strides Manfully to the Gig, in a pair of battered blue jeans and a faded black t-shirt, awash in one's own testosterone.
Protocol dictates that one asks Permission Of The Wife before going to a Ronan Keating concert, Enya on tour - perhaps even GuilFest, but Iron Maiden? If you ask, she might say 'yes' - and then what happens? Not only is it Much Less Fun, but that way beckons the mid-life crisis. And that's something no-one wants to see.
(edited for typos)