This

is funny.

Cause I've had a dream? Vision? Wish ? lol

 That I just couldn't wrap my head around what to call it.

It came to me yesterday morning.

Call it what it seems like, a scene from a Tarantino film.

Scene:

Wedding.

Small church.

Bride and groom haven't seen or talked directly to each other in years.

She's walking down the aisle.

Looks?

You just can't even describe how beautiful she is.

Beyond amazing.

She's dumbfounded he even showed up, it shows in her eyes.

She gets close enough to him and....

Splat!

He punches her right in the nose.

Hard enough that she crumples to the ground blood flowing profusely out of both nostrils and all over her magnificent dress, corsage etc.

He steps over her crumpled being, walks down the same aisle she was just coming toward him on, he has both hands blazing the one finger salute toward both sides of the aisle and says:

"I bet you heard that,
and I bet you sons-of-bitches listen to me the next time I got something to say."

With that he walks out of the church, gets on his bike and leaves...

for good.

Never to be seen by anyone there ever again.

End of movie.

I guess my point here is
(and don't worry sweetheart, 

I don't have it in me to do such a thing, 

ever, wedding or not :-),

why push a man to the point where a thought like this could even enter his head?

It would however, 

make a great scene in a Tarantino film.