Bolstered by the brave millions taking to the streets in the Middle East, I ran onto the patio and loudly demanded democracy in our household -- or at least a say in a decision now and then.
Then my wife reminded me she sometimes represents nasty guys with tattoos all over their bodies and some of them owe her money.
I remain oppressed for now, but will never give up my dream of partial, semi-freedom!
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