Sing along to this satire: “Polygamy, we’re as happy as two women can be!”
The polygamy song
Sing along to this satire: “Polygamy, we’re as happy as two women can be!”
Summertime and the living is easy—for those lucky enough to be sitting on a sun drenched beach while gentle ocean breezes waft serenely by and a handsome cabana boy brings a never ending supply of frozen drinks. For those of us cloistered at home with fasting children, not so much.
