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Here’s Why My Wife Fucking Rules — MACARONI SABBATH!

During the coverage of the first day of Roadburn 2013, in talking about my general sucktitude at existence, I said that the first meal I’d eaten in a couple days made me feel, “like someone had just given me a piece of particleboard with macaroni glued onto it in the shape of the cover to Volume 4, and by that I mean ready to take on the world.”

Well, I got off the airplane yesterday, and The Patient Mrs. presented me with this:

That’s right. It’s the cover of Black Sabbath‘s Vol. 4, made of dried pasta. She glued the pieces to a slab of slate — so much more doom than particleboard — and gave it to me as a homecoming present upon my return from the Netherlands and the UK last night. Rare are the times when I’ve felt more like someone in the universe truly understands who I am as a human being.

I’ve engaged in no shortage of The Patient Mrs.-worship in this space over the years, but seriously, in the days to come when I need an example of how fucking awesome my wife is — when perhaps I’m explaining to somebody about the dynamic of our relationship — I feel like I have a new milestone to work from. It’ll go like this: “I’m a self-absorbed jerk who does nothing that isn’t completely about me, and she made me Macaroni Sabbath. I’m the luckiest man in the world.”

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5 Responses to “Here’s Why My Wife Fucking Rules — MACARONI SABBATH!”

  1. Skillit says:

    So rad I am quitting art! :)

  2. CletusRepetus says:

    That’s love right there.

  3. mark r. huffer says:

    This is the greatest macaroni art I’ve ever seen. Props to the wife.

  4. Best thing I’ve ever seen.

  5. goAt says:

    My wife and I were having sex to that record once…then “Changes” came on…I tried to soldier on through to “Supernaut”, but alas, the little trooper was thrown to distraction.

    Thanks for making the rest of us think a little less of our ladies today, bro, that’s awesome. :)

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