On Friday night I went hunting from 9:00pm until 1:00am. As I was l leaving the wife said, "Oh, you are going out tonight. I was thinking we could go with the kids and get a soda or something sweet, then come back and have dessert." Well, I know what dessert she met and that was really hard to pass up. IF I hadn't been going hunting with a friend, I would have pass.
Well, I found nothing that night and instead of having a romantic evening with my wife, I sat next to or talked to my friend who is definetly not as good looking as my wife. Well out trying to find the Sith Evolutions, the motto hit me; Sith or Sex? Well, that night I did not pick up the Sith and when I got home and she was asleep I hit the double wammy of not getting anything that night! The moral. The Sith will always let you down, take the wife!
So the question is, have you ever passed on a romantic evening for something to do with collecting, and then lived to regret it? What motto would you use to describe the night?