if i did one thing right growing up, it was going steady with girls who were good breaker uppers.
they’d say, it’s over.
i’d say, is there any chance.
and they’d say, only if you believe monkeys can fly.
and i’d say, i guess that settles that.
i am reminded of this because my pseudo step daughter, alix, is proving to be a bad breaker upper.
but the best bad breaker upper by far is my former sister-in-law.
she’s married with three kids and a dog.
her old boyfriend from 1984 still thinks they are just taking a breather from each other and is awaiting her call.
now that’s some bad breaking upping.