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The institute of marriage is like spending time in one. In nearly all cases, you're dealt lousy cards from the wedding day and drain the rest of your life plotting the pri break. Some folks make it to the end of the colon and find daylight. Most don't because there usually looms a thick black phantom bod named Leroy blocking their exit. Leroy's gonna take care of 'em real good, make 'em sorry they ever said I do. Think not? The henpecked husbands in this movie collective the same precedent like some of you. Think Leroy's gonna let 'em out?