Harry and Olivia were fighting again. Their fights were always about one thing, women's rights.
"But Olivia!" Harry said. "Men are strong and sexy and women are dishwashers! That's what God wanted!"
Olivia was upset. "Harry, I know you are gangsta, but you need to stop this madness! It was hot at first but we are getting married! And I don't even have a degrading kink! You must become a feminist or we are breaking off this engagement."
Harry gasped. He couldn't bear to part ways with the love of his life! "Fine fine dear. I will become a feminist just for you. What can I do to show my support for dishwa- I mean lovely women!"
Olivia pondered for a moment. And then the thought struck her. "Aha! You will have my baby!!"
Harry frowned on the outside but secretly jumped for joy on the inside. He always wanted to be preggo! "Deal!"
"Great," Olivia said. "I will get you pregnant! Hurry it on up!!"
