Years ago, a friend from work was going through a rough divorce from a woman he called "Mean Jean." The first night after he had to leave their home, I had him stay over, something he never let me forget (in a positive way), though for me it was a no-brainer.

A few weeks later, my then-girlfriend, now wife, and I stopped at Lurray Caverns. The caverns were impressive, but a small plaque with a saying on it that I found in their gift shop was priceless. I bought it for my friend.

When he unwrapped and read it, my friend let out a belly laugh. It read, "Why bother getting married? Just find a woman you hate and give her your house."