I know it is custom for the husband to build

I know it is custom for the husband to build the house after marriage but I can just build my own.

Building a husband is not a weekend job, so you have to have a lot of patience. When I realized that I was being primed to help perpetuate the human species for the alien zoos, I

immediately began thinking of good traits to selectively breed. The problem with breeding humans for alien zoos is that they tend to talk a bit more than an elephant.

So, the aliens decided to breed a subspecies of humans who were entirely mute. They began by selecting quiet or mute parents and forced them to raise their offspring in silence.

Their bedrooms were inside sensory deprivation chambers and their only allowed trip out of the house was to the library, where no one spoke. In extreme cases, they had to wear head

gear that blocked all access to light, sound, or smell. It was a rather monotonous life, and often painful, as well, but it wasn't like they could do much about their current

situation. They were born into the world as it is, without an inkling of a clue as to what their missing senses could even accomplish. They would still say, "I see" as a phrase

of understanding rather than the dull non-reply it had become in a cynical world such as ours. Their eyes were easily distracted by any bright baubles, their ears by empty promises

of virginity to the highest bidder. And you kept that fraudulent charade adrift well into your 40s..inflated your breasts with silicone, and sutured your hymen with Dacron braids.

"SHUT UP!" I screamed, tears rolling down my ugly, frustrated face. "STOP! GET OUT! DON'T SAY ANOTHER WORD OR I'LL..." You never finished that sentence or any other, ever again.