Prenup Agreement ~ A prenuptial agreement, often shortened to “prenup,” is a legal agreement entered into by an engaged couple prior to being married. The prenuptial agreement provides for an agreed upon distribution of assets if the marriage ends in divorce.
Let me preface this by saying that I am absolutely anti-prenup in 99% of marriages. If you are a zillionaire whose family earned their zillions by working their asses off with the sweat of their brow dripping in their eyes and you marry a pauper who wears a t-shirt that says Looking for Daddy Warbucks, then yeah, get yourself a prenup. Protect those zillions.
But if you are a college student who marries his college sweetheart and you both don’t have shit, save yourself an argument and don’t even bring the ridiculousness that is a prenup up to your partner. You have nothing. Anything you earn will be while you are together.
I think my biggest problem with the idea of the prenuptial agreement is that it says to the world, this isn’t going to last long and when it all blows up I don’t want you walking away with any of my stuff. If this is the case, maybe rather than a prenup to squelch your commitment fears you should reconsider the entire idea of marriage.
I know that celebrities have even taken the prenuptial agreement too far even stipulating how often sexual relations will take place and how many children are allowed into the relationship. I even read where one man stipulated that there would be no talking during football.
Many prenups stipulate that cheating will result in a bigger financial piece of pie for the victim and the adulterer forfeits what they may have otherwise earned in the divorce.
Do these people even believe what they are saying? Is the collective self-esteem of people so low that people actually sign these things? Seriously, I’d just assume paper cut your face with that document, douse you in salt water and gasoline and then set you on fire than sign away my soul to you.
Recently, I heard the most insulting prenuptial clause that I could have ever imagined; a weight clause. Yes, it is as awful as it sounds. It is a clause, in the already insulting prenup, that stipulates that a partner must maintain a certain weight or within a 10-pound flex for a predetermined amount of time.
Can you imagine the idiot who presents this to the woman that he has proposed to? “Yes, please do me the honor of marrying me but the minute you gain ten pounds, I am out and you will be left penniless!” “Why yes honey, you do look better with the lights off!”
Imagine what kind of vain, self-centered jerk would not only make you sign a prenup promising not to take all his money when he does you wrong, but he even stipulates that if you gain some weight, he’s got the right to call you fat and dump you, guilt free.
Is the institution of marriage no longer sacred? In a world of people marrying on a dare in Vegas, changing partners as often as they change their underwear and divorcing one another over a weight gain, has marriage lost all of it’s integrity?
What do you think of prenuptial agreements?
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