Me! I should marry Cagsil! I would gleefully abandon my current fervent heterosexuality and go all gay for Cagsil . . . he's such a sweetheart and I know he just couldn't adore me more than he does.
The only trouble is, you should drop that chucklehead and you should marry me as well, and that would prove to be a gigantically loopy unménageable trois - but you ought to be with someone who can move past your stunning physical beauty to genuinely adore the you that's inside that arresting frame, while still chasing your tush around every time his eyes catch the tiniest aspect of your compelling features. You deserves to be with someone who brings you nothing but delight and never introduces any discomfort into your life but is vigilant to be at your side always as you sort through the things the world sends your way.
But, as that swimmingly breathtaking scenario can never be, I'm thinking perhaps billybuc might serve you well in my stead. . . I don't know him well, but he strikes me a good regular yet uncommon sort.