(F = FANTASY, R = REALITY)
F: He'll lavish you with gifts for no particular reason.
R: You've got him confused with Santa Claus, who's already married, anyway.
F: He'll be tall.
R: He'll say he's five-foot-ten, although you'll tower over him at
five-seven.
F: He'll look at no other women.
R: He still thinks Sharon Stone, the swimsuit model in
Sports Ill., and the young babysitter down the street
all want to meet him.
F: You'll be in his every thought.
R: He'll spend half his life obsessing about a receding
hairline;the other half rehashing the latest game on
ESPN.
F: He'll be witty.
R: He'll still tell knock-knock jokes.
F: You'll share the same interests.
R: He'll cancel a romantic evening with you for a tractor
pull.
F: He always walk beside you, smother you with kisses, and
give you unconditional love.
R: Now you've got him confused with the family dog!
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