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Does your wife do shit like this?
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She just got back from rounds and then did errands (that we didn't have?) afterwards. I can't blame her as she's on call this week and makes any excuse to get out for even 10 minutes.
So she brings me back a diet Dr Pepper I didn't ask for.
lol the fuck
So she brings me back a diet Dr Pepper I didn't ask for.
lol the fuck
When they won't talk to you, go to the kitchen, and tighten EVERY jar.
This candle is the prime candidate for something that will show up at your local TJ Maxx.
I'd take a test run on it for like $5 just to see.
If I saw that candle for $5 I would buy em all and light em up at work.....
They make these heat plates that melt the candle and release the scent with no fire. Put one of those under the desk of a chick who is a PITA and overly self-important.......
They make these heat plates that melt the candle and release the scent with no fire. Put one of those under the desk of a chick who is a PITA and overly self-important.......
I smell a setup brewing.....she's testing you. Don't fall for it!!
Count your blessings dude. All I hear is how I spend all my time at the gym, the range or the reloading bench. If my wife brought me the shittiest pudding on earth after a workout I'd put another baby in her that minute.
What is up with the poor shit? Pudding and diet Dr. Pepper. Do you need to borrow some money? Is it time to start Good Guys with Guns?
She doesn't make me pudding but she sure as hell plays that psychological game.
add some whiskey or bourbon to that shit and count it as a blessing
Giving a dog anything with a sugar free sweetener can kill them so that's a terrible idea.
A bar that puts Tide Pods in your drinks.
Every night when I get home it's a kiss at the door and a fantastic Southern supper on the table. Unless it's a sex night, then it's straight to the bedroom, then supper. She takes my hand and says "BD Sweatheart" (sex "before dinner" ). She checks the weather and the surf report each day and accordingly recommends dirt bike, hunting, or surf session, but reminds me to be home in time for the fights, Supercross/Motocross on NBC Gold, PBR bull riding, or football.
But she does serve two carbs with every meal and often no veggies. She stops me to talk when I'm on my the way to the shower after working outside and misses every cue that I'm naked and cold and want to get into that hot water NOW. She insists on us going to church every Sunday, even if it's raining. It's a pain in the ass after 35 years, but overall I have no complaints. ?
But she does serve two carbs with every meal and often no veggies. She stops me to talk when I'm on my the way to the shower after working outside and misses every cue that I'm naked and cold and want to get into that hot water NOW. She insists on us going to church every Sunday, even if it's raining. It's a pain in the ass after 35 years, but overall I have no complaints. ?
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Shit, mine was glad I brought home ribeyes for dinner and am throwing a pork shoulder in the crock pot tomorrow for pulled pork. There is no fat/salt/sugar/gluten free shit in my house when the normal is otherwise, I moderate through portions, not imitation fillers and sweeteners that throw my body further out of whack than a full flavor gluttony fest like turkey day dinner. I laugh at the "gluten free" label on a can of olives, just in case I suspected it was harvested from an olive tree in the middle of a wheat field and some fell in or some shit. Some people's kids...
By coincidence, she asked me to pick up some pudding for her at the store, cook-and-serve style chocolate only, warm pudding on toast is her "comfort food" so I can only assume I must have fucked something up.
Eat the puddin', just don't trust the drink afterwards.
By coincidence, she asked me to pick up some pudding for her at the store, cook-and-serve style chocolate only, warm pudding on toast is her "comfort food" so I can only assume I must have fucked something up.
Eat the puddin', just don't trust the drink afterwards.
I noticed a twinge while working out but didn't think much of it as most of the random shit that happens when I work out on a machine, or run outside usually goes away before I even remember it felt weird earlier.
I'm 90% sure I have a fucking soleus strain on my right ankle; aka the overuse injury. It hasn't gone away and feels worse. Fuck you faggot fucking muscle injury bullshit.
May just eat some pudding now.
I'm 90% sure I have a fucking soleus strain on my right ankle; aka the overuse injury. It hasn't gone away and feels worse. Fuck you faggot fucking muscle injury bullshit.
May just eat some pudding now.
sort of like an alabama hot pocket, but not as disgusting.
Man, I feel really let down by this thread. I thought this was going to be about your wife leaving heels all over the house, on the stairs, etc again.
Pudding? You must mean meatloaf?
Pudding? You must mean meatloaf?
Lol. My wife does shit like this sometimes, and I just look at her now, and she knows. I call it the, "We are not on the same wave length" look, and she just laughs now when I give her "the look". ???
At least you get to eat them. Mine will bake when I'm doing my paperwork then tell me it's for the kids. So I get to smell the cookies or brownies etc then nada.
Or she will bake 2 cookies for herself and say you are supposed to be eating better.
Or she will bake 2 cookies for herself and say you are supposed to be eating better.
Refer back to post 3. You don't actually have to eat it, just, you know, move things around with your tongue.
Nom, nom, nom...
Holy crap you found the Holy Grail od women .
God damn
Pretty sure my chick doesn't shit......ever.
I'd prefer to keep it that way.
Open a window, pour yourself a cup of vodka and have a long pull. Problem solved.
fuk, I'd put a clothespin on my nose for a good helmet polishing.........
Logic has nothing to do with it.
It sounds like a no win deal. I would just eat a bowl and thank her. You worked out hard enough to offset any harm form it.
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I remember that thread because I was LMAO thinking “Haha! I’m not the only one that deals w/ this shit!”
Momma has more shoes than I do individual rounds of ammo.
well maybe not.
but damn!!!
9 pairs of Toms. Which are hippy bullshit anyways.
I LOVE to help poor kids, here or other countries. But $55 for some cheap ass slip ons so they cain give a pair to a poor kid for free?
Someone is yankin a chain and makin theyselves richer than @TheGerman while pandering to the SJW crowd and making kids in China work for pennies.
have we concluded you should STFU and eat the pudding?
and give her a good back-rub with no expected nookie. Surgery on call is no joke. Her brain is probably scrambled.
Take care of that later. Or never if you dont eat the pudding.
well maybe not.
but damn!!!
9 pairs of Toms. Which are hippy bullshit anyways.
I LOVE to help poor kids, here or other countries. But $55 for some cheap ass slip ons so they cain give a pair to a poor kid for free?
Someone is yankin a chain and makin theyselves richer than @TheGerman while pandering to the SJW crowd and making kids in China work for pennies.
have we concluded you should STFU and eat the pudding?
and give her a good back-rub with no expected nookie. Surgery on call is no joke. Her brain is probably scrambled.
Take care of that later. Or never if you dont eat the pudding.
Update on the shoes:
theyre still fucking there
theyre still fucking there
If you don't have a wife driving you crazy in 100 ways a week you have to be divorced.
The wife and I have never had an argument that she didn't win. Even if I was 100% correct, I still lost. Now I get the cold shoulder even when I say "whatever" to her. Women are unique biological entities. I know we need them, but life would sure be a lot easier without them.....
YMMV
YMMV
Sad to hear this as often as we do. My life would be more difficult and not as fun without my wife. Like any friendship, it truly depends on the woman/man combination.
Have to agree with you whole heartily. Like @TheGerman said "Marry a woman that will go to war with you", because life can be, and is, war. There's nothing more satisfying than staring death in the face, and knowing your wife is standing there right beside you, no matter what the outcome. Loyalty, respect, humor, compassion...they're all important when it comes to picking a spouse. Doing so wisely, reaps a huge dividend.
After this past year, I can say this from experience.
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