HOT DAMN

Man Friend's dad apparently got absolutely freaking sloshed the other night out in his workshop with the neighbor and told Man Friend as he was being helped back into the house (yup, THAT sloshed) that he and the neighbor had decided Man Friend and I were going to get married. He then suggested that when this happens, we should get married in Vegas. Because it would be cheaper on him.

The VERY first thought that ran through my head? "He's going to help pay for it!! Hot damn!"

Hot damn indeed.