Laertes: That drop of blood that's calm proclaims me bastard; Cries cuckold to my father; brands the harlot Even here, between the chaste unsmirched brow Of my true mother.
Shakespeare, William. Hamlet
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The grave is too melancholy an abode, and too unwholesome for people who are afraid of the colic; as for me, I find, all things considered, that it is, after all, better to be a cuckold than to be dead. What harm is there in it? Does it make a man's legs crooked?
Molière. Sganarelle, or, the Self-Deceived Husband
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Charlotte: You realize I can't pay for this.
Malory: Mm-hmm.
Charlotte: Or pay you back for bailing me out. Which reminds me, why'd you do that?
Malory: Well, you said it yourself: you're stranded here, abandoned by the husband you cuckolded, thousands of miles from New York, where you're a disgrace, an outcast, a laughingstock ...
Adam Reed. Archer, season 9, Danger Island: Disheartening Situation, @10:10 (2018)
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I catch Jeff (cuckolded, divorced, complicated custody arrangement) furrowing his brow