Pigeonho
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Mrs pidge: Mart, I've had a really shit day today.
Me: Ok, well come home and i'll get us a bottle of wine. (Really though I go bank, get some dosh out and plan a nice few drinks and a meal).
Mrs pidge: Where's the wine?
Me: Better than that babe, come on, we're off out.
Mrs pidge: You're fuckin amazing you
Me: I know
2 hours later
Mrs pidge: Thanks so much for that, I really needed that, just being out and enjoying a meal was lovely.
Me: Its ok babe, I could tell you needed it. Oh, on Friday when we go to Lee and Paula's. me and Lee are going to whip out to the Legion for an hour.
Mrs pidge: Oh, how considerate.
Me: Eh?
Mrs pidge: well what about me?
Me: well you will be showing Paula your engagement ring and chatting shite about weddings, i've not seen Lee for ages so its all good.
Mrs pidge: you're just not listening are you?
Me: to what? about what? What have I done wrong?
Mrs pidge: you know what, forget it.
Mrs pidge dons coat, looks angry and storms off in a huff. I sit there, bemused and finish my pint, safe in the knowledge I have the house keys.
I mean what the fuck is it with these mental, ungrateful fucking women?!!!!
Me: Ok, well come home and i'll get us a bottle of wine. (Really though I go bank, get some dosh out and plan a nice few drinks and a meal).
Mrs pidge: Where's the wine?
Me: Better than that babe, come on, we're off out.
Mrs pidge: You're fuckin amazing you
Me: I know
2 hours later
Mrs pidge: Thanks so much for that, I really needed that, just being out and enjoying a meal was lovely.
Me: Its ok babe, I could tell you needed it. Oh, on Friday when we go to Lee and Paula's. me and Lee are going to whip out to the Legion for an hour.
Mrs pidge: Oh, how considerate.
Me: Eh?
Mrs pidge: well what about me?
Me: well you will be showing Paula your engagement ring and chatting shite about weddings, i've not seen Lee for ages so its all good.
Mrs pidge: you're just not listening are you?
Me: to what? about what? What have I done wrong?
Mrs pidge: you know what, forget it.
Mrs pidge dons coat, looks angry and storms off in a huff. I sit there, bemused and finish my pint, safe in the knowledge I have the house keys.
I mean what the fuck is it with these mental, ungrateful fucking women?!!!!