Because when you got married, my dear friend, he couldn't do do it right and you couldn't behave like a lady. You couldn't behave like a lady, bitch, because you had to get pregnant to get married and to have a house. You didn't even go to the church and dressed in white, like ladies and whores around here do.

The day you got married, you were fat as a cow and that poor baby was kicking to get out and you were having contractions. And now, the first thing you put at the entrance of your happy little nest of love is your wedding picture. If I were you, I'd take it out, I'd rather that people think I am not married than to be seen in a shameful image.
Because he couldn't do it like average, normal and decent people do, to get married and be someone, have a job, have something to offer. He sucked everything he could from his family.
Happy Anniversary once more time, because of these years beeing cheated by him in your own little nest of love and happiness. Because when he takes a woman to the place that's yours too, he fucks around the house and he doesn't even hide the pictures of your son and at the next morning he doesn't even feel a drop of regret.

Congratulations for making everything in the wrong way.
Congratulations for marrying the horniest of men in town.
Congratulations for living with a loser.
Congratulations for beeing a loser.

And many, many, many more happy anniversaries!

So, if you're going to get married, once more in your lifetime, then do it properly! At least: Buy, rent or borrow a decent white dress, wear a nice necklace, spend US 5 to get your hair done, don't get married when you are pregnant, rent him a toxedo and make AT LEAST a coctail with your friends, and of course! get a better kind of husband and parent. (I hope not to fuck him too)