Things my girlfriend and I have argued about

[Samwhore]

that was funny, but everyone fights about those things, they kinda just stated the obivious

[slipknotpsycho]

Margret doesn't like to watch films on the TV. No, hold on - let me make sure you've got the inflection here: Margret doesn't like to watch films on the TV. She says she does, but years of bitter experience have proven that what she actually wants is to sit by me while I narrate the entire bleeding film to her. 'Who's she?', 'Why did he get shot?', 'I thought that one was on their side?', 'Is that a bomb' - 'JUST WATCH IT! IN THE NAME OF GOD, JUST WATCH IT!'

LMFAO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ~cough cough snookums cough~

[slipknotpsycho]

again....

Arguments. There are many arguments we have over arguments. 'Who started argument x', for example, is a old favourite that has not had its vigour dimmed by age nor its edge blunted through use. Another dependable companion is, 'I'm not arguing, I'm just talking - you're arguing,' along with its more stage-struck (in the sense that it relishes an audience - parties, visiting relatives, Parent's Evenings at school, in shops, etc.) sibling, 'Right, so we're going to get into this argument here are we?' An especially frequent argument argument, however, is the result of Margret NOT STICKING TO THE DAMN ARGUMENT, FOR CHRIST'S SAKE. Margret jack-knifes from argument to argument, jigs direction randomly and erratically like a shoal of Argument Fish being followed by a Truth Shark. It's fearsomely difficult to land a blow because by the time you've let fly with the logic she's not there anymore. A row about vacuuming gets shifted to the cost of a computer upgrade, from there to who got up early with the kids most this week and then to the greater interest rates of German banks via the noisome sexual keenness of some former girlfriend, those-are-hair-scissors-don't-use-them-for-paper and, 'When was the last time you bought me flowers?' all in the space of about seven exchanges. 'Arrrrrrgggh! What are we arguing about? Can you just decide what it is and stick to it?'

you know, actually alot of these are 'us'... it's kinda intresting sitting here reading about myself, without it actually being about me....

[Mrs. Greenjeans]

HAHA! I feel that way too. Sometimes I'm Mil, sometimes I'm Margret.

[slipknotpsycho]

i'm always mil.... you damn women never make any fuckin' sense...

[Mrs. Greenjeans]

(Insert evil laugh here)

[TheSmokingMonkey]

Me: "Okay, so we'll need one pot and two forks when we go camping."
BF: "We'll need more than that!"
Me: "Actually, we don't even need two forks. Just the pot. We can make chopsticks."
BF: "Are you crazy? I'm packing all of this."

Then he puts six different metal pots, two cups, two bowls, sixteen pieces of silverware, and a sponge, in his pack.

And I made him carry it for the rest of the trip.

Fucking newbs. He's never been backpacking before and he won't listen to me... what do girls know about the outdoors, anyway?

Good thing I dumped his sorry ass.

[TheSmokingMonkey]

My husband and I don't fight... sometimes we discuss important things that are bothering us, but we don't argue about petty shit, we're very good at communicating.

[Trainer07]

me and my oartner argue about the amount of time i spend in my cupboard caring for my plants :smokin: shes coming round, shes in there more than she used to be :stoned:

[higher4hockey]

i'm always mil.... you damn women never make any fuckin' sense...

second that. but i still love em.


the dumbest thing i think i have ever gotten into a fight about occured in the car, we got lost, i got pissed, she wasn't reading the map right, i lost my temper. she ended up in tears and when we finally got home, i slept alone.