In Hartford, Ct. it is illegal for a husband to kiss his wife on Sundays...
I'm not really surprised by this...in the history of human life on this continent...there hasn't been one single sex symbol from the state of Connecticut...or from any other New England state for that matter... must be the price they hafta pay for having beautiful scenery and an abundance of highly sought after seafood...ugly women...Connecticut is one of those states that got misplaced during the settlement of the northeastern seaboard...they are the bastard stepchild of New England...there isn't shit in Connecticut...even the Whalers left for Carolina and became the Hurricanes...warmer weather and better lookin' women...this is one of those laws that really didn't need to be written...it woulda become commonplace in any marriage lasting longer than 12 months...because once the Honeymoon is over...and the unpolished pig of a person you are becomes evident...kissing on anyday is an afterthought...and eventually it becomes a gesture related to arrivals and departures from each other... it somehow ends up morphing into a tedious task you'd like to forget about...something you wish you could just drop in a glass like dentures and walk away from til morning...I've never quite understood the whole marriage concept...it seems as archaic as cave drawings...there aren't many animals in the kingdom that copulate monogomically for life...and humans are NO different...especially in this day and age...I'm not really sure why Hartford has this law on the books...I mean I could understand if they had an NFL team...or any major professional sports team for that matter...that played games on Sunday...at least then you could hypothesize that the men of Hartford were fanatics from birth...and that the law was enacted in order to prevent interruption of the leisurely activities associated with watching sports...that NOT being the case...I can only assume that the continuing degradation of dermatologically accepted daughters entering adulthood...had a direct impact on the passing of this law...unless of course the constituents of Hartford CT are all 'swingers'...then it makes perfect sense... Sunday is a sweltering pot of sacreligious sexual situations...somehow I doubt that's the case...I've been to Connecticut...couldn't wait to get the hell outta there...the women there are like offbrand vanilla flavored ice cream...bland...cold...and uncomfortable to look at...that place is like the northern most southern state...it doesn't belong up there...it needs to be shuffled around the states til it settles somewhere around Kentucky or Tennessee...trust me...if you've seen the women up round those parts...you'd ask yourself...'Why only Sundays?'...the name Connecticut...in it's native tongue...stands for...NOTHING...and ladies...don't think I'm pickin' on just your gender...the men ain't eyeball catchin' Marlboro Cowboy types...the wives have probably less of a desire to be kissed on Sunday's than the men do...think about it...have you ever wanted to visit...or vacation...in Connecticut??? Where wouldja go??? What wouldja see??? EXACTLY...you're all sittin' there just as empty minded of ideas involving tourist attractions in that state as I am...I can only think of ONE reason to be in Connecticut.. for any amount of time...travelling thru it...I suppose...if you live on the eastern seabord...and are venturing further north...like to Vermont...New Hampshire...or Maine...and passing thru Connecticut provides the shortest passage between the two points...then given the escalating gas prices of 22nd Century America...I can see where this would be an acceptable option...look all I'm sayin' is this...NOBODY goes there for the buffet of Beaches and Babes...it isn't a hotbed of...'Hey I hafta see that in my lifetime'...as a matter of fact it appears to be a haven for husbands who hate their wives...or vice versa...I'm bettin' there are households where everyday is Sunday...the calendar...like the tick tock of an old worn clock...NEVER changes...it just marks the time they've been married like some agonizingly...annoying...neverending nag...soul-lessly slipping thru every second...dripping with anticipation for the arrival of next Sunday...how exciting that must be...and it's all due in part to entering the bonds of matrimony...think about it...married couples don't actually kiss each other anymore...they go thru the motions sure...but pure...unbridled passionate kissing...that's the stuff of fantasy and one night stands...the evolution of human nature no longer represents a need for anything more from one another than sexual satisfaction...women have entered every available avenue of employment...no longer relying on a 'husband' for financial support...men have learned how to microwave even the rawest of edible materials into something they can stomach...no longer relying on a 'wife' to forage and feed them...women have accepted the role of single mother rather than suffer thru an unhappy life horse collared to a 'husband' simply because society says it must be so...electing to shoulder the responsibility of raising children without an everyday father figure like a 'husband' to interfere...men have found an abundance of time to do the shit they want...like play golf...fish... go out to sports bars with their buddies...play poker on Sunday nights...watch meaningless television without interruption...all that and more without the everyday nagging of a 'wife'...women have enjoyed the holiness that comes with a spotlessly clean living compartment...no longer finding it necessary to pick up the forgotten messes left by an inconsiderate 'husband'...men enjoy the pleasure of wearing baggy boxers...holey shirts...going unshaved all weekend...and scratching themselves whenever the need arises...all without having to dream up some sorta covert Seal Team 6 operation...ya know when ya look at it like that...Hartford has a head start!!!
