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I thought something kinkier than a foot massage was going on there. Hell, maybe it is?
Thanks Ron Larson, I was going to say about the same thing. I hope you don’t mind my converting your comment to a picture.
She should say: “If you loved me, you would know.”
Story of my life!
“She should say: ‘If you loved me, you would know.’”
Funny, but it leads to a smart ass guy saying, “Well, then I guess I don’t.” Most women are too smart to give a guy that sort of set-up.
Bitch. ’nuff said.
#7–SN–you’ve known some remarkable women if that approach (sarcasm) ever worked. Course, if it ever could work, it would work while giving a foot massage, a wink, and a smile?
The problem is while you know you are being sarcastic, and I know you are being sarcastic, if the babe knew you were being sarcastic, she would be smart enough not to have said what she said to begin with.
But even that is better than the babe thinking what she said, but not saying it and giving us the challenge of playing 20 questions, fuck it, or find a new girl friend.
Clean the dishes.
Take out the garbage.
Wash the bathroom(s).
Clean the floors.
Or pay 100$ weekly to get a cleaning lady to do it.
If you expect your SO to always do the above, and hold a job, and be a Mom, good luck with your love life.
Early in our marriage we got a cleaning lady to do our house. My wife was complaining she had too much to do and didn’t have the time. Of course, she also said that was part of the reason for any lack of intimacy.
Well, after about 6 months of cleaning lady . . . and no change in the intimacy dept . . . I suggested, jokingly mind you, that perhaps we should hire a hooker to handle my issues.
Yes, we are still married but it was quite tense around the house for a few months.
11# Foot in Mouth – your name says it all…
There’s just one way to survive a marriage: never get married! I did once, and it ruined my relation.
I know better now.
Ah, the battle of the sexes…
In general, men and women don’t get along for many reasons, one of which is: men are pigs.
I know this from personal experience. For example, after years of intense study, I’ve discovered that after dinner, the dirty dishes become completely invisible to me, er, MEN, who can temporarily only think of napping or TV; whereas for women, the dishes magically enlarge to become the only thing they _can_ see. In fact, most dirt is partially or completely invisible to men, whereas women’s dirt detection sense is like a bloodhound’s sense of smell — thousands of times more powerful than your average man’s.
This may sound like a joke, but there is a LOT of truth to it. Don’t believe me? Try a test. Men, find some place where you live or work that looks okay to you, then ask any woman how clean or otherwise presentable it is. Prepare to be surprised. (I purposely did _not_ mention trying this on your clothes or any other part of yourself — it’s too early in the day for that kind of humiliation.)
Seriously, try it.
What a bunch of pansies you guys are. You gotta do all this the way I do…
1) the wife asked ME to marry HER – not the other way around. Of course I paid for the rings, but I let her initiate.
2) I work my butt off for her and the family. (I don’t complain or say anything but I use body language to remind her on a regular basis). None of this “I live to work” ethic, at least in appearances.
3) Before we married, I told her I had a thing for her best friend. (I kinda do although I know this would never work out). This keeps much tension dynamic away from me and spouse and towards spouse and friend. It also keeps her wondering and keeps her spiced up.
4) I only rub her feet IF she rubs my back first. Otherwise she gets bupkus. Of course if I get an unsolicited back rub she automatically gets a foot rub.
5) I *let* her have pets, making it clear I don’t want them nor will I take care of them; I put up with them because I care for HER.
OK, so what? Well, I get sex whenever and pretty much wherever I want it.
#14 Brilliant, but what is meant by where?
Yeah, pretty much.
I just want to know when this artist peeked in the window me my house??
#14 – thecommodore – “OK, so what? Well, I get sex whenever and pretty much wherever I want it.”
For the 17th time, masturbation does not count!