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May 2002
The other day Anna and me were sitting at the dinner table having dinner.
Nothing strange, nothing out of the ordinary, just like couples do when they're sitting at the dinner table having dinner.
We were talking about how our day had been at work, and what we did and how it went and what went wrong and what was annoying and all that, just like couples do when they're sitting at the dinner table having dinner.
Then the conversation somehow switched to relationships and Anna remarked about the situation at her work.
She noted that just recently she realized that "all the people from work got married with eachother in church".
It took me a couple of seconds to let it drop in the well of analysis, but from the moment she said it I knew that there was something strange about what she said. And ofcourse I started laughing after those couple of seconds.
And it took Anna a couple of seconds to figure out why I was laughing and to realize that she said something really strange.
In my mind appeared a picture of some 800 people, stuffed in a small church, with a priest standing on a stand yelling to those 800 people "Will you all take him and him and him and him and him and him and him and him and him and him and him and him and him and him and him and him and him and... and... and........ to your lawfully wedded husband?"
And then half of the group yelling back at the priest "YES, we DO!"
I told her what I just saw in my mind and of course it's never as funny if you tell it afterwards, but really, it was at that moment and we laughed quite some time about it.
Talking about the ultimate polygamy... *grins*

