Years ago, one of my blackbelts, one of the nicest people I’ve known, started dating one of the brown belts. She had had affairs with several of the students. None of this was general knowledge as it was all kept off the dojo.
Long story short, they got married. He was a stevedore, in charge of all the other stevedores.
She was a gold digger. They were married for two years, got along great.
He bought them a very nice house. House was in his name. She was especially attentive to him. Started cooing that she wanted the house to be in both of their names. Which was fine with him, he just never got around to it.
One morning he goes off to work. Kiss and hug at the door. He comes back ten hours later to an empty house. And I mean empty. Every single piece of furniture gone, she even took all the lightbulbs out of the lights, all the silverware, all the toilette paper, everything. Even took the face plates off the light switches.
The only thing that was left were divorce papers taped to the wall.
She was a belt bunny alright. Like the Rabbit of Caerbannog in Monty Python and the Holy Grail.