Advice for the Groom

(Just because this article may sound funny doesn't mean it's not true)

Oh, boy. You popped the question and your blushing bride-to-be said yes. It took quite awhile to summon up the necessary nerve to present her with that ring...You know, the ring you had to sell a kidney to purchase? The incision wound is healing nicely and now things get interesting.

The only comparable feeling is when your wife is pregnant. You're 50% involved and get, approximately, 1% of all the attention. Weddings and babies are about the women. I know it may not seem fair but, then again, this is why you make a third again as much per hour for the same quality of work and can pee standing up. It all evens out in the end.

If I could give every soon-to-be-husband a piece of advice (and I can, since I'm writing this article) it would be this: don't even bother having an opinion. I'm not saying that you shouldn't feign having an opinion...that goes without saying. Basically, you should see things her way as much as possible, because she will want a response You may as well start filing for divorce if you always say, "I don't know honey, it's up to you, this is your day," whenever your fiancée asks you about something.

However, keep in mind that this question is akin to things like, "Does this pair of jeans make my butt look big? Be honest," and "You can tell me the real reason why you're just getting home at 4:00AM, I won't be mad, I promise, we'll work through it."

I found out that women have special classes from 3rd grade on regarding how to set men up with questions like this. My wife told me but if the rest of them find out then they would revoke her membership in the "trick question of the month" club!

Oh, and speaking of tricks, let's talk about your bachelor party. You have to have one. While not having a bachelor party is, by far, the safest course of action you can take, your fiancée won't allow it. Basically, you can consider your bachelor party to be the rope and there's a tall oak tree looming on the horizon.

You have two options to keep from dangling by your neck from a sturdy branch. First, you can have a female-free party. Go to a baseball game or some other sporting event. Go on a camping trip and videotape every single second so that your wife can review the footage second-by-second, looking for female flesh. The other is to have your fiancées male relatives take you out. Going with the latter option, you can go to every strip club in town because your fiancée knows that the men in her family would leave you bloody in a ditch if you did something she wouldn't approve of.

There is more I could tell you about, but I think this will give you a good starting point.