That's quite a feat. Like, seriously. Fer reals.
In fact, I joked on my Faceybooks page that the simple fact that my wife is somehow still with me after a goddamn DECADE is even more of a mystery than the mysterious identity of the strange monster that Dario Cueto keeps locked in the basement of the Temple in Lucha Underground.
I actually debated between using that as an example or instead using the identity of Pentagon Jr.'s mysterious "master" ... but ultimately I think what I went with was the best idea.
Trust me. That's a BIIIIG mystery.
(And seriously, why aren't you watching Lucha Underground?)
We're going out.
Food, a movie, a concert. A fun time together.
I don't know where we are, her and I. Honestly.
But I just know tomorrow will be fun.