I ran into a former flame last night.
After a kiss on the cheek, the interrogation began.
Girl: "How are things?"
Raft3r: "I'm ok."
Girl: "Just ok?"
Raft3r: "I'm good. I haven't changed since the last time we saw each other."
Girl (frowning): "You still don't wanna get married?"
Raft3r: "Yeah. You?"
Girl (with a victorious smile): "I'm married with kids."
Raft3r: "Good for you. By the way, I have a blog."
Girl: "I know. You write about me - about us - a lot."