She’s a dangerous tool but ultimately the best we have. For instance…My wife questioned why we no longer have sex on a regular basis. Well, maybe because you have grown an elephantine butt and a mid-riff that would put Buddha to shame. It Takes two to tango and I wish the female of the species would stop blaming the other half and have some decorum for themselves.
Honesty
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And they say chivalry is dead.
To be honest – see wot I did there – I don’t think this is the place to air your views on your wife / women in general. To be honest – did it again – I think a frank chat with your missus, and / or a counsellor would be in order. To be honest brain-farting personal and intimate information on a pop culture blog won’t solve anything. To be honest it might be worth assessing your own issues regarding women, and your apparent misogyny. To be honest I should have just ignored your post, but I decided that just this once I’d be honest.
Did you say fart?
I did one of them very deliberate word choice thingies that proper writers and that do.
Adman be right. If you have relationship or alcohol issues you need to discuss here may not be the best place (although I’ve seen plenty of threads on both those things) and also it might be best to begin with less inflammatory language.
Good luck though. I hate to see people hurtin’ on the internet.
You are Henry Root and I claim something.
Given the tendency for 3 or 4 posts to pop out of a sunday in quick succession, Bri, um, I don’t know what it is, but it seems powerful stuff you, um, absorb of a sunday lunch.
Whatever it is you have for Sunday lunch , Bri – just say NO!
God, you didn’t actually say that to your wife did you? That would be tactless & insensitive, sod the “honesty.”
Perhaps she asked him, “Does my butt look elephantine in this?”
Perhaps she enquired “what of my midriff, Brinkums? Does it not have a pleasingly Buddha-like heft?”
It’s beyond Buddha. He said that. We’re talking about an even higher plane of girthy existence.
Perhaps he is likening his wife to Ganesha, the famously elephantine god of wisdom and knowledge?
A ‘higher plane’? If only we had some astral-travelling dude who could enlighten us as to what this could be.
The horrible irony of it is that he’s out there, reading every word of this, biting his fist in an effort to remain aloof.
I think you’re wrong there, HP. When R*b flounces, he stays flounced. If you hadn’t carelessly alerted the CIA to his presence on this site, you Philby you, he may still be among us.
In a very real way, though, I believe we may be paying him some type of hommage by going off-piste and, as was his wont, making this thread all about him.
It’s what he would have wanted, after all.
I am no R*b *, but I believe I can provide pictorial evidence of the requested “higher plane”:
Rob’s flounced? I can’t keep up!
We’d prefer if you would use the term “Gandalf has has met the Balrog”.
The walls have ears.
Oh, and if you can’t keep up, don’t forget to try the Vulcan death grip.
Quit yakking and tell me on which thread I can find this latest cosmic conflagration.
There is no Rob, Jim. There never was. You must be confused. Here, put these electrodes on.
We could tell you, but then we’d have to kill you.
There is no such thing as death.
Death? It’s life Jim. But not as we know it.
I hate sexism on the internet – it’s upsetting and unnecessary.
I would suggest you take you wife out for salad somewhere *wink* and discuss your, ahem, ‘sexy’ issues with her. IN PRIVATE. Where they belong. You have my full support bro. Seeing a lady, a decent one, let go of herself is one of life’s tragedies, for sure.
And they have such shit music taste as well. While us men just get cooler and sexier year after year.
Some people around here have short memories.
Oh well.
Just saying.