The last time we visited the in-laws, I picked up a copy of the newspaper I used to work for and noticed they had added a personals section. But not just any personal section--after all, those ads you see in Washington's City Paper for BWJMFSers into, say, "gimp suits and light voter fraud" wouldn't exactly play in the hinterlands. Instead, they run their own, presumably more right-thinking personals geared specifically at Christians. What that means, I don't know. Maybe you have to wear sandals on the first date. It also apparently means you're dealing with a... um, selective pool of prospective mates. Selective like this:
Leaving the question of what exactly's involved with collecting wolves aside, you might wonder if someone with such... ah, unique tastes would ever find that special someone. Luckily, the photographic proof was on the very same page:
Wow. A cowboy wedding. And with three husbands, even! Wonder which one is the wolf collector.