This is something I don’t get about the anti-gay-marriage crowd.
I can literally divorce my wife over a span of scant months (not that I would, Mel is fucking awesome), then hop on a jet and get married in a ceremony hosted by Elvis.
Then, when I sober up and realized what a ridiculous shitbag I’ve been, I can have that marriage annulled.
Where’s the sanctity? I ain’t seeing it.