Last time I went to the barcade I was trying to invent funny bullshit shots (like Bailey's mixed with rumchata) between rounds of Street Fighter, and some bimbos at the bar were trying to hit on me. I didn't notice they were there but my wife did, and she called them filthy whores and told them if they didn't get their filthy whores eyes off me she would kill them. I love my wife.
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I've never been to a barcade and women don't talk to me so my wife just sorta stands there with her arms wrapped around one of mine and looks lovingly up at me, it's wonderful. I love my wife.