QUOTE(powercorrupts @ Sat 23rd April 2011, 2:46pm)
They met at a convention and it was all so simple - they just clicked. That night in a Finnish hotel, after some mild protestation and a few bottles of Olvi, Lar got his legover and they built a cute little family in a sweet little house. Then Mrs Lar told Lar to get off the fucking internet all the bastard time and behave like an adult for once in his sorry life. They thought of their duplo and decided to compromise. Le Fin.
I sort of prefer this version of life with Lar:
(Lar is sitting at the computer, where he has been playing on Wikipedia for endless hours. His wife enters the room, but Lar does not turn around. Instead, he looks at his wristwatch and realizes it is early evening)
Lar: Woman, where's my dinner?
Mrs. Lar: (angry) What do I look like, the maid? (Whacks Lar with frying pan)
Lar: (cradling his skull). Ouch, my head! You're a mean mama!
Mrs. Lar: Now get your sorry ass off that stupid website. If I wanted a computer nerd with no redeemable social skills, I would have married MZMcBride.
Lar: I promise not to go on Wikipedia again, dear. (Takes baseball bat and smashes computer to pieces.)
Mrs. Lar: Mmmmm, that's better! I love a man who knows how to swing his bat. (Kisses the spot on Lar's head where she whacked him)