Everytime I break a glass or a plate, which is often for those who know me, he appears in a flash like a superhero to see if I'm okay and if I have on shoes. If I don't, he scoops me up and carries me away from danger.
What a man, what a man, what a mighty, fine man.
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Oh my god, I just cried a little.
Every woman deserves to marry her hero; I am so glad you found yours.
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