Door Slamming

Chris in London said:
gaudinho's stolen car said:
Chris in London said:
Hoovering? Hairdryer? Slamming doors? Sorry guys but your women are amateurs.

I was in a fairly nasty bump (not my fault) and had whiplash a few years ago. She was giving me a lift after we had fallen out. So she took the route with the most speedbumps. Which she took at speed.



Oh and during the argument, she did of course drag up stuff that I did in the late seventeenth century. Which she does every argument.

Their memories are almost digital. Until it comes to remembering to get you 6 cans when she goes shopping.

It's total recall. If you or I described this thread it would be 'some blokes moaned about their women, and some women laughed about the blokles moaning about their women.'

If Mrs London described it it would be 'Well GSC said this, and then Why Always Ste said that, and GSC replied this, and then Bluebird 1 said that'...

But you didn't tell her to get the cans. It just didn't happen. Next time I ask her to get some beers in, I will use my phone cam to record me actually saying it.

It's like specialist brainwashing. They batter your head that much that you eventually question your own memory. 'Maybe I didn't ask her to get those cans. Maybe it is me who is wrong.'

They are like Mossad.
 
That applies to all other trains of thought

*Maybe I was wrong in thinking I could go out with the boys for the first time in months and leave her home alone - its completely different that she goes out reguarly with her friends. I feel guilty*
 
Lancet Fluke said:
My wife ... doesn't seem to understand the concept of a phone, the further away the other person is, the more she seems to shout. She's an idiot.
You married her. So calling her an idiot makes you...?
 
gaudinho's stolen car said:
Chris in London said:
gaudinho's stolen car said:
Their memories are almost digital. Until it comes to remembering to get you 6 cans when she goes shopping.

It's total recall. If you or I described this thread it would be 'some blokes moaned about their women, and some women laughed about the blokles moaning about their women.'

If Mrs London described it it would be 'Well GSC said this, and then Why Always Ste said that, and GSC replied this, and then Bluebird 1 said that'...

But you didn't tell her to get the cans. It just didn't happen. Next time I ask her to get some beers in, I will use my phone cam to record me actually saying it.

It's like specialist brainwashing. They batter your head that much that you eventually question your own memory. 'Maybe I didn't ask her to get those cans. Maybe it is me who is wrong.'

They are like Mossad.

Mossad, thankyou I for one am flattered
 
Tell me about it, yesterday when she finished work, she texted to ask if any shopping was needed-I replied some beer and a lemon (I was cooking fish for dinner) she only came home with 8 cans of Stella and a fucking lemon. She then said if you want to play out with the boys on friday that's fine, I'll give you some money-I don't fancy it cos knowing you lot it will get messy.
This morning, after I brought her a glass of orange juice, she said I love you, give me a cuddle.
Fucking snakes with tits.

Anyway, hoovering and ironing to do.
 
tueartsboots said:
Tell me about it, yesterday when she finished work, she texted to ask if any shopping was needed-I replied some beer and a lemon (I was cooking fish for dinner) she only came home with 8 cans of Stella and a fucking lemon. She then said if you want to play out with the boys on friday that's fine, I'll give you some money-I don't fancy it cos knowing you lot it will get messy.
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Clone her, TB.

Clone her and distribute them free to bluemooners.
 
My missus actually accused me of moaning about life too much.

Hypocritical woman!

Lying in bed while she's getting ready for work, "do us a favour and go and get my bag from downstairs" or "just grab us that", and it's about 6 foot away from me, and 3 foot from her... Cheeky woman.

PLUS, get this, she had a go at me for being on here on my laptop while at hers while she was watching TV with her mum and dad... said Bluemoon and I were boring.

I'll leave this to you lot, "the..........."
 
Conveniently forgetting anything I mention in advance to help the household run more smoothly.

Sunday: "By the way, I'm going out with the lads on Friday so don't arrange for us to do anything."......................"Yeah, no problem, thanks for letting me know."

Friday afternoon: "Shall we go out for dinner tonight?"..............."Can't. Out with the lads remember."........................"You never told me about that."

Funnily enough, her memory is crystal clear when it comes to things that might benefit her.
 
I know my day is fooked when she begins her statement with, "Will you do me a favour....?"

A favour???? That implies I can expect nothing in return.

I despair at these words.
 

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