We're getting married!

We met the old-fashioned way: at a competitive underground thumb wrestling league. Erika was the reigning champ (three-time regional gold medalist), and Justin was the mysterious newcomer with a glittery glove and a reputation for snapping pretzels in half with sheer willpower. Sparks flew during the final match — and not just because someone short-circuited the scoreboard. After an intense 47-minute standoff, we both forfeited and went out for food instead. We’ve been inseparable ever since. Thumb wrestling may have brought us together, but mutual confusion over how taxes work sealed the deal. Powered by ChatGPT.