You Think Your Alimony Stinks
Wait, do they even have alimony outside the third world any more? They'd better not. I am okay with a woman working as long as it doesn't get in the way of her baking me pies in the kitchen. But once those pies stop coming, you better believe she's going right back home to her daddy. But since she can work I don't see why I should have to pay alimony if she squanders her opportunity to wallow in domestic bliss by making me pies. It's not like the old days when you could tell her to keep the pies coming and she would listen. These days she has choices. And choices mean consquences. Namely none of my sweet lovin'. Or my money.
In Iran, things are different. The good part about getting married in Iran is that to get a divorce you only have to say "I divorce you" three times or some crazy thing. The bad news is she can ask for a pre-nuptial agreement. And alimony. In advance.
So this poor guy just got hit with alimony of 15 million dollars in gold pieces. The judge thought that was a little extreme and is allowing him to pay it in monthly installments, which means he has just over 10,000 years to square things away with his ex-. Heck, I couldn't even keep my comic books.
Luckily for him the judge was a man.