Im still ' technically ' married. Not seen her for two years and still get to do her more than you bunch of ladyboy loving, dick tugging, under the thumb whining pansies. Now, grow a set and put your foot down. Its Sunday morning and as we all know its almost ritualistic that you get laid Sunday morning, have a bacon/sausage sarnie, massive dump then fuck off to the pub as the wife makes your Sunday roast. If this is not happening to you i suggest 2 things. 1:- Divorce the lazy cow. 2:- You are not really married, you are just a sad twat who plays Skyrim and thinks a poster of Kylie on your bedroom wall is akin to marriage you spotty fucker. Now, go get laid.