I don’t want to say the country, but when I went with my wife for me to get residency via marriage, this is how it went.
Immigration Officer: Do you have any questions?
Me: No
Immigration Officer: Sign here and come back in a month with your passport to implement the visa
Me: Uhh… That’s it? OK Bye.
What, like droit du seigneur? In Denmark it caused a lot of debacle, when people receiving Danish citizenship, had to shake hands with the local mayor during the ceremony. But I do reckon that having to fuck the mayor to get citizenship, would be too much for even the most right wing … nuts
Me who dreads having to give her husband sex when she becomes a wife and hopes he’d pity her enough to not do it to her when she’s clearly miserable and hates every second of it:
Immigration Canada: “Prove to us that your marriage is genuine. Prove that it wasn’t for immigration purposes.”
My wife and I: “You sure you want that?”
Immigration Canada: “Make with the proof.”
My wife and I: 400 pages, front and back, of Skype call logs/timestamps. A fucking literal ream of paper
I don’t want to say the country, but when I went with my wife for me to get residency via marriage, this is how it went.
Immigration Officer: Do you have any questions? Me: No Immigration Officer: Sign here and come back in a month with your passport to implement the visa Me: Uhh… That’s it? OK Bye.
I think they just wanted you to perform a verification fuck
I would
What, like droit du seigneur? In Denmark it caused a lot of debacle, when people receiving Danish citizenship, had to shake hands with the local mayor during the ceremony. But I do reckon that having to fuck the mayor to get citizenship, would be too much for even the most right wing … nuts
Me who dreads having to give her husband sex when she becomes a wife and hopes he’d pity her enough to not do it to her when she’s clearly miserable and hates every second of it:
why in 3rd person?