How'd you meet your wife?
Well, you could say I fell head over heels for her. Literally.
She was sitting there, minding her own business, reading the broadsheets, and I tripped over the curb and spilled her bag everywhere.
Ever the fiery woman, she demanded I purchase her a drink to make it up to her. The rest is history!
Wasn't my finest moment, but I've never regretted it for a moment. Sometimes I think I must have latent Rioter abilities to have been able to get her after that.








