Hitched & Hitched Again: A Comedy of Marital Mayhem

No one could really tell if Keaton was trying to prove a point or just get a rise out of his dad and Beatrix.

Right there in front of everyone, Keaton grabbed his phone and updated his profile bio.

He added a new line to the end:

"Proudly anti-marriage. If I ever get hitched, may I eat my own words."

He showed it off to Winona, grinning like he'd just won the Super Bowl.

Winona, a little tipsy and squinting to read, finally burst out laughing and gave him a big thumbs up. "You're nuts, dude. Love it!"

Keaton nudged her, "You gonna change yours too?"

Winona shook her head, still hanging on to some sense. "Can't, I'm a celebrity, remember? Gotta look out for my image. But no way am I getting married, ever! I've made up my mind."

Keaton snorted, "So, whichever of us gets married first is officially the world's biggest loser?"

"Deal!"

there they were, the two of them holed up in the family chapel, munching on pizza and chips, gossiping and laughing like it

living room, Janelle

was battered and bruised, hadn't eaten all day, and now the sun was down and Richard still wouldn't let him out of the chapel. He'd said Keaton could stay in there until he'd

heart ached for her boy. She was so upset

and Mrs. Murphy-had heard the commotion and came by to offer their two

and Mrs. Murphy, tried

on the other hand, seemed to be enjoying themselves

"Listen," Mrs.

said, "kids grow up and make

You can't rush these things My son Gale

stubborn. My Booker is easy-going, but if I so much as mention grandkids, he flips out. Every family's

But the dads...

to get married, he gets married. End

just told him, and he

laughed, "If Keaton's hopeless, just move on.

You never know-second time

Janelle were both pushing sixty, and already had

Gale's really getting married?" Richard asked,