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You who have the worst complaints about wives either married the wrong girls or you're not aware enough to realize honey do's go both ways. I'm fairly sure my wife does more honey do's for me than she ever asks of me. In fact, I'm certain of it. She sees that I'm fed, picks up my stuff at the dry cleaners, sews on buttons, runs errands for me, keeps me in clean clothes, even brings me a beer or a glass of iced tea. If she needs me to do something for her, it seems like a more than fair trade.
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Originally Posted by happiestmferoutthere
YOU TOO???:wave1:
Just wait til winter, he's out of town and comes back to different colored walls. HA!
That's beautiful.Quote:
Originally Posted by Dave Byrd
I do all that for my husband but Lord forbid I ask HIM to do anything. You'd think the world ended.
The last time he picked up dinner? 2 years ago. Ran out for milk bread or eggs? NEVER.
It's kinda like I got the poker up the arse.:( (and no, that wasn't sexual):wtf:
Dave Byrd, you said a mouthfull with that post. I kid my wife, and kid about my wife like hades (and she knows it), but she also knows full well that I am in love with her with all my heart and soul, and that I'd do anything for her, even face death.
She is the best thing that ever happened to me. My first marriage was a fifteen year disaster. I wouldn't tee tee in the first wife's mouth if it was on fire! HOWEVER, she mothered three of my children, and I had to keep it civil until the kids were grown and gone.
Now that my new bride (of 11 great years, I might add) and I have finished raising the three I adopted (Hers - and not literally adopted, but I love them like and treat them as my own), we have more time for each other. She let's me toke my weed and has no problem with it.
So hey, what can I say? I kid about my honey, but it's all just that - kidding. I wouldn't take the world for her - even if I COULDN'T toke up!
Great post, Birdgirls hubby! Sounds like you got a good one too!
And you are so right - she does so much more for me than I deserve - anyone who'd put up with my old arse deserves all the kudos she gets, LOL...
On a side note, hers/my youngest daughter (23) is my punching bag - she catches hell, and gives it right back at me - when we are together, we are worse than Abbot and Costello. (bet the young'uns here don't know those guys, LOL).
And how the heck did I and this thread get off on my wife and other's wive's and my daughter?
Shoot, now I'm just a Post Prostitute, hehehehehe.....
Ah, stoned again... :jointsmile:
Stoners, nowadays, don't complain. Get with the times!!!Quote:
Originally Posted by Old Stoner
What the heck am I talking about? I guess, I'm just an old stoner.
Just like you!!! Except, I would've been nine when your daughter was born.
Dang, I was graduating High School when you were being downloaded, BGIT, LOL...
I would love to be super rich and sit around and smoke good weed all day. SWEET :stoned:
The Top 16 Worst Excuses for Being Late for Work
16. "Actually, I've been here for over 20 minutes, big guy -- I was just out chillin' in the van waiting for the end of the live version of 'Freebird'."
15. "I keep forgetting which side of the International Date Line you're on."
14. "We're *open* on Tuesdays?!?"
13. "It took this long to get the ol' blood alcohol level down to the legal driving limit."
12. "I had to take extra time this morning to wrestle with overwhelming aggressive impulses by reassuring myself that nothing would happen today that would push me over the edge."
11. "My proctologist got stuck."
10. "It was Senator Kennedy's turn to drive today, so I've spent the last hour swimming."
9. "I'm late because I was on the phone trying to get *your* shipping department to send the company's office supplies directly to the winner of my eBay auction."
8. "Hey, time becomes meaningless when you're as strung out on crystal meth as I am."
7. "Sorry, sir. I overslept and dreamt I had a dead-end job, a windowless office and a humorless baboon for a boss."
6. "Heidi Klum refused to untie me."
5. "On the second Tuesday of the month, the Campho-Phenique man comes by to fill the drum for my home supply of industrial-strength anti-canker sore gel."
4. "I'm sorry, boss, but I had to stop to get you -- uh -- this box of ten donuts."
3. "It took me a little longer than normal to hide my disdain this morning... Sir."
2. "My dog ate my presentation, sir. And by 'my dog' I mean your wife, and by 'ate my presentation' I mean 'was boinking me'."
and the Number 1 Worst Excuse for Being Late for Work...
1. "These are not the 'droids you're looking for."
life is what you make it, a man once told me a wife is like a carpet when you lay it down the first time if its layed right you can walk all over it for years, and about work if you dont work your lazzey