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In March of 2009, I've been dating my high school girlfriend, Karen, for a few

weeks. My friends could not have been less excited. Hey, everybody.

Hey.

Sorry, we can't stay long.

Oh, what a shame.

Hey, are those real diamond earrings?

Yes. Yes, they are.

Thank you.

I didn't say I like them.

Oh, well, I got a great deal on them.

Cool. I'm sure all the exploited diamond miners in Sierra Leone would give you a

high five if they still had all their fingers.

Look really pretty.

Meet me upstairs.

They only need one finger to give her what I'm thinking.

Yeah. Ted, Karen's a douche.

Wow. Thanks for sugarcoating it. Douche is sugarcoating it.

Uh, okay. Believe it or not, my friends do not get a vote on who I date. It's my

life. I call the shots. Ted, now!

Yeah, coming.

I don't know what Ted sees in that horrible woman.

I mean, yeah, she's got boobs, but...

Well, I guess I could.

I think it's because they met in high school. She was his first real

girlfriend. We look at Karen and see a jerk. Ted looks at Karen and sees the

first person to touch his wiener besides himself, his mom, and his pediatrician.

Hey, well, it's almost 2 a.m. I better get ready for work.

How can they call that thing you're on a morning show if 4 a.m. is still the

middle of the night?

Well, let's see how you do it. Well, it's been almost a month.

I'm used to it.

Plus, the show's not half bad, right?

Totally. I've never seen it.

Have you guys ever watched it?

All the time. I've never seen it. Really, what is your favorite segment?

Weather. I've never seen it. You guys have never seen my show?

It sounds what I've been saying.

Okay, yes, it's dull and generic, and we get spanked in the ratings by that

Korean channel that only shows Kim Jong-il riding a horse.

But, guys, it would mean so much to me if just once I knew my friends were out

there watching.

I'll tell you what.

This Friday morning, everyone can come to our place, 3.30 a.m. We'll all put on

PJs. We'll watch Robin's show.

Aw, you guys are the best.

We just want to support you.

I just want to go to sleep.

I hate Robin for not being more successful.

Hey, guys.

Sad announcement.

Karen broke up with me.

Go ahead.

We shouldn't be celebrating.

Ted's just been through a bad breakup.

Look, buddy, tell us everything.

Tell us what happened.

Seriously, spare no details.

What did she say?

What did you say?

How did it feel?

If you were to do it again, all over, would you maybe... How did it happen?

It was the stupidest thing. I mean, we were just hanging out, you know, being

funny. You're the fan of 2002 Chiantis. Ew, no, you're the fan of 2002 Chiantis.

Wait, what is this?

Looks like one of Robin's earrings.

Huh, that's weird.

You're the fan. How did it get in your bed?

I don't know.

Have you been sleeping with Robin? What? No, of course not. It probably got mixed

in with the laundry or something.

Why should I believe you?

Um, maybe because I've always been faithful to you while you've cheated on

me like six times, bitch.

Oh, cold-blooded, right? Right?

I totally should have said that.

Why should I believe you?

Um, maybe because I've always been faithful to you while you... I love

you.

I knew this was a mistake.

That's it.

It's over.

And that was it.

She left.

What a story.

So brave of you to share that.

Wait, those are your pajamas?

You sleep in a pajama suit?

Of course.

What do you think I sleep in? A coffin.

Dude, that doesn't look comfortable at all.

You're wearing a tie.

First of all, it's a sleeping cravat.

Second, it's not about comfort. It's about looking good all the time. Why do

you have to look good all the time?

Marshall. Let me tell you a little story about something that happened a couple

months back.

Hi.

We were just having a Who's Hornier contest, and we spilled massage oil all

over ourselves.

Nice pajamas.

Can we use your shower?

That's not a memory. That's from a porn movie.

Not just any movie. That's the exact scene from...

Never mind.

The point is, it could happen.

And if it did, and I didn't look my absolute best for those greasy sluts,

I'd regret it forever.

I'm sorry, dude, but that is just the most ridiculous sleeping attire I've

ever seen in my life.

Anyway.

Marshall's wearing a nightgown.

Marshall's wearing a nightgown!

Hey, guys, you know how in the future we're always saying, remember when

Marshall wore a nightgown? This is that time!

It's a nightshirt.

You can call it a ninja star danger jock if you want. Doesn't make you any less

of a cross-dresser. Whatever, dude. It's comfy.

Uh-huh. So, flying to Neverland with Peter and Tink, was that amazing?

Ooh, let me go next.

Was it nice to finally get out of that crowded bed and take Charlie to the

chocolate factory? Ooh, me, me, me, me, me.

Something about Scrooge.

Come on, guys. I'm carrying the team.

I don't know. I lived with Marshall for 12 years.

Anytime he's wearing clothes at all, it's a victory.

Be right there.

Good morning, New York. I'm Rob... Hey, whoa!

Marshall, I just found Robin's earring on your dresser.

Did you have something to do with the other one being in my bed?

What are you talking about?

You always hated Karen. You've been telling me to break up with her. You did

it. You put the earring in my bed so that Karen would find it. No, Ted, no, I

would never... Admit it! There's nothing to admit. Then why was Robin's earring

on your dresser? He was accessorizing.

Marshall, I swear to God, if you don't tell me the truth right now... Wait!

Marshall didn't do it.

I did.

I broke you and Karen up.

You broke me and Karen up? Are you insane?

What gives you the right to do that? Ted, I did it for your own good.

You just weren't seeing how awful she was.

She failed the front porch test.

What's the front porch test?

Ted, you, me, and Marshall have been best friends since college.

Think about how much we all mean to each other.

So when I picture the future, I picture us all together.

How we'll all be retired, sipping tea on the front porch of our beach house,

playing bridge all day.

Okay, bridges are wild.

Four of a bridge beats a royal bridge.

I see a bridge, and I raise you three bridges.

Bridge! I win!

You have no idea how to play bridge, do you? We're gonna take a class. It's

important to stay active.

So, whenever you've been dating somebody for a while, I do the front porch test.

You know, how is this person going to fit in with our group over the years?

When I think about Karen there... Bridge!

I win.

Fantastic. Another game of bridge.

Don't read a book or anything.

Look, dear.

Dolphins. They seem happy. I guess the chemical runoff from this elitist

beachfront property hasn't rotted out their blowholes yet.

It will.

That water will kill you. It is a toxic death trap.

I'm gonna take a dip.

I'll join you.

Karen failed the front porch test. She had to go.

I can't believe you did that.

Ted, think about how awesome you, me, and Marshall are. Seriously, think about

it.

We're pretty awesome.

Totally awesome.

So, whoever you marry, whoever joins Team Awesome, the bar is set pretty damn

high.

Look. I'm not saying what I did was right, but... You're better off without

her. And if Clarence the angel says it's true, it must be true.

Okay, you know what? Fine. Make your little jokes. Seriously, why would you

wear something like that? Lots of reasons.

I bet you can't name five.

One, no need to wear anything underneath.

I can vouch for that. Will you cross your legs, buddy?

Two,

sexy. I can vouch for that. Will you uncross your legs, buddy?

Hmm. Three, my grandpa Olaf wore one and he lived to be 107.

Four, no elastic waistband leaving its judgmental pink teeth marks around my

Thanksgiving belly. And five, every night when I go to sleep, it's the

freest, most wonderful feeling in the world. I feel like I'm flying.

So that's how I go to bed every night.

Happy. weightless, with a heart full of joy.

What about you?

I have to lie perfectly still so I don't wrinkle my suit jammies.

But at least I'm not wearing a dress.

So, how mad are you?

I don't know. I mean, I guess if you guys feel that strongly about Karen,

then maybe it was for the best.

I really am sorry.

I hated doing that again, but Karen had to go.

Again?

Wait, how many times have you broken me up with a girlfriend? Never!

Six.

Like who?

No one. Angie.

Sophomore year.

She was just using you to get back at her ex, and you clearly didn't see it,

so... One day when she was taking a nap...

Creed? Oh, my God, I have to break up with her.

So that's where my Creed CD went.

Who else?

Remember that weird sci-fi girl who wanted you to propose after, like, two

months? You barely even liked her, but you were still thinking about it, so...

Listen, Ted, you're great, and this is so difficult,

but I think we're looking for different things.

So, live long and prosper.

Whatever.

That was you?

This is insane!

Ted, I did those things to help you. You're a commitment junkie. You fall- in

love with these women even if they don't deserve you. What if one of those women

was supposed to be the mother of my children?

If there was ever the tiniest chance of that, I swear I didn't do anything.

Like with Victoria or Stella.

Or Robin.

Or Robin.

Robin. Robin.

Did you break us up too?

Did you break us up too? Stop talking to me like I'm your enemy.

You weep for these women, but you have the luxury of not knowing what I know.

That those breakups, while tragic, probably saved you from a crappy and

very expensive first marriage. Did you break me and Robin up? You don't want

the truth, because deep down you want me out there watching out for you. And deep

down you know that none of those women were ever going to be the mother of your

children. Did you break me and Robin up? I did what I had to do. Did you break me

and Robin up? You did what I did!

Marshall, your Grandpa Olaf was a wise man.

You broke me and Robin up? No, it's not... I cannot believe this. I need

another drink.

You know, I feel a little breeze down there. It's nice.

Oh, you think that's something? Stand over this heating vent.

It's like your junk is on a tropical island.

Little Barney says mahalo.

Seriously, what is wrong?

with you, Lily. How could you do that? I did this because I care about you. I am

so glad that is the one you watched.

Dear God, what happened to you?

You didn't watch my show?

Oh, the show. Sorry.

Something special happen?

Same old, same old.

Lily just told us that she broke you and me up.

What? Broke us up?

What does that even mean? And why are these guys wearing nightgowns? It's a

nightshirt. It's called a nightshirt, Robin. Come on. Turns out Lily has taken

it upon herself to sabotage many of my relationships, including ours. No, Robin

was different. I didn't want you two to break up, but you wanted completely

different things out of life and refused to deal with it. I could just picture

that from porch.

Hmm. Two of hearts.

Just like the hearts of the two children I never had because my lovely wife hates

kids.

Mmm, a deuce.

Exactly what my career dropped once I decided to settle down and marry Ted.

Bridge, I win.

Well, I do not like that scenario one bit.

All I tried to do was get you guys to talk about your issues.

I didn't know I was feeding you the words that would lead to your breakup.

Hey, here's a fun question, just for fun.

Where do you see yourself in five years?

You know what's fun?

Fun questions.

Where do you see yourself in five years?

Where do you see yourself in five years?

Where do you see yourself?

Not to put words in your mouth, but you probably want to be married.

I probably want to be married.

You probably want to be in Tokyo or Paris.

I probably want to be in Argentina.

Argentina? Or Tokyo or Paris.

We have an expiration date, don't we?

Oh, my God.

Lily, you can't manipulate people like that. I've known you 12 years, and I can

honestly say I have never been more furious at you. Look, I didn't mean to.

No, I don't even want to hear it. Whoa, whoa, whoa.

Settle down. Let's just settle down. Now, I have one question.

What do these bad boys feel like in bed?

Come on, let's go see.

So, if it weren't for you, Ted and I might still be dating?

Or you would have stayed together far too long, had an incredibly bitter

breakup, and not even remained friends. And then you and I would never have

become best friends.

Don't even say that.

Stop hugging!

Lily, you had no right to interfere in my relationships.

You got lucky, okay? You met the love of your life in a dorm hallway when you

were 18.

But that doesn't give you the right to play God to the rest of us mortals down

here who are still looking for someone.

You're so concerned about who you and Marshall are going to end up on that

front porch with. Well, you know what?

You can have it to yourselves.

What happened to your jacket?

Oh, soot, breadcrumbs, placenta.

Did you at least TiVo it?

So, you're this comfy every night, and Lily still has sex with you?

Yeah. That's what marriage is all about, man. Unconditional love. You can wear

whatever you want and still get laid.

Tell me more about being married.

Well, sometimes, when you're married, you wake up to the smell of breakfast

already on the table.

And coffee, too? And coffee, too.

Sometimes, she'll even put out a vase of freshly cut flowers.

I love flowers.

And sometimes...

When you're worried you've made all the wrong decisions in life and you're not

nearly the man you want to be, what does she do then?

Well, she tells you that you're great and it's all going to be okay.

That's wonderful.

And she'll help you find other girls to have sex with?

I mean, I guess.

Maybe if you'd agreed upon that beforehand, yeah.

Little guy had a big day.

We can talk about it tomorrow.

Sweet dreams, Slugger.

The

next

night I was still angry at your Aunt Lily.

Until... Hi.

Hi. What are you...

Lily came by and explained everything.

And she gave me this note for you.

Ted, I'm sorry.

It doesn't matter to me who you marry.

I know they'll be awesome because they'll think you are.

To show I mean it, I put together a little surprise for you and Karen

upstairs.

Love, Lily.

P.S. Sorry the envelope was already open. I had to read what she wrote.

Marshall.

sabotaging our relationship.

I gotta say, even using the specially ordered extra low bar by which I judge

your friends, Lily really outdid herself this time.

Obviously, we can't ever see her again.

I know.

Big loss, right?

Hey, remember your old college roommate?

He was married to that shrill little idiot girl.

Marshall. Oh, it's been so long.

God, I hated him.

Anyway, here's his obituary.

And I realized maybe it shouldn't matter what my friends think of my girlfriend,

but it sure as hell matters what my girlfriend thinks of my friends.

Wow.

So you ended it?

Yeah.

So if you want to be my plus one, Lily's a damn good cook.

Beef pot pie, mac and cheese, homemade buttermilk biscuits.

Well, no wonder Marshall dies at 68.

Thank you.

So, Robin and I enjoyed a gourmet dinner.

Well, for her it was breakfast.

And we ended up doing exactly what Lily wanted us to do all along.

We talked about our relationship.

So, Lily broke us up, sort of. Yeah.

Kind of makes you wonder.

Yeah. I mean, if it weren't for her, would we still be dating right now?

Maybe.

But Lily was right.

We weren't ready.

We both needed to move on, do our own thing.

Still do, I guess.

We should make a pact.

If the years go by and we both turn 40 and we're still single...

Robin Scherbatsky, will you be my backup wife?

A girl always dreams of hearing those words. Yes, yes, a million times yes.

All right, it's a deal.

Yeah.

Oh, so should we set up some ground rules for this? Okay, like what? I don't

know, like neither one of us can get super fat, stuff like that. Okay, I only

have one. You can't wear a nightshirt. I will never wear a nightshirt.