Like the burning sensation a sinner feels after a one-night stand with a Tijuana hooker, RescueMarriage has gone viral. And no one has helped the rash spread faster than our good friends over at “Twitter.”
We looked into getting our own Twitter account, but then discovered that we had a better attention span than an over-caffeinated squirrel — so were disqualified for medical reasons.
But for those of you on stimulants or off your meds, check out the following Twitter searches to see what has been twatted about us:



I looked into Twitter but realized without a revenue model, Twitter will never make me more than than the $26,000 I make as an unlicensed plumber, and without an income at least 100 times as big, I won’t be making enough money to bitch about Obama’s tax hikes.
First they came for the married gays, but i didn’t care because I wasn’t gay. Then they came for divorcing straights, but I didn’t care because I wasn’t divorcing. Then they came for me! It’s an old saw. I wonder if the Catholic Church will be as rabid with this initiative as they were with prop 8.