We're getting married ya'll!

It all started with an economics class during my final semester at WVU. The teacher formed us into groups of four for a class project. My group, however, only had three. The next time class came around, I see my fourth group member roll in. He looked like he was rode hard and hung up wet, with two black eyes and stitches to boot. I looked at him and said 'That's my man', because only a man who was gentle and kind could take an ass beating like that and still walk in with a smile.

We met in economics class.