Another cigarette in the balcony gave birth to yet another brilliant insight, honeymoon. I don't know who invented it but to me going on a honeymoon right after marriage is a completely flawed concept. Imagine for a second that you just got married and successfully constrained yourself to having one vagina for the rest of your life -a timeless saying of wisdom from the movie "Old School"-, What is the reason why you should travel to exotic places filled with beautiful -usually half-naked- girls in an overwhelmingly romantic atmosphere? Its simply torture to remind yourself constantly of how many women are now out of your reach! If anybody has to go out on a honeymoon it has to be before getting married not after!
Am I right or what?