if your in Orlando again and happen to go to Mt Dora. Real deal arepas there. Place is called “Melo” guy is Colombian as hell but his food is unreal
"I have to go to Hawaii today and don't have outfits set can you take a look at these?" Yea, I'm gonna look at them but this is fucking absurd. To elaborate this is a fashion show scenario where there is no win - honesty doesn't serve you well.
We are going down the week of Memorial Day. I’ll have to check it out. My wife is already planning on bringing home another year supply of arepas.
You would think I would innately know this but it took me a few years of marriage to learn that I needed to emphatically love every outfit no matter what. Has saved me a lot of trouble. It helps I do really love my wife's style. But I make no attempts at objective judgement.
fucking lucky. Every time I get asked. Mrs.-How does this dress look on me? Me- You look great Mrs- It makes my arms look fat. I hate it. Me- No it doesn't. Mrs- (spends the next 90 minutes trying on every dress in her closet making us late to wherever we are going only to end up back in the same dress she originally tried on and "hated")
Yeah it doesn't matter what we say, how we say it, etc. Usually, I get asked about one outfit which I say looks great. Then it turns into well what about between the first one and this one? Still, stick with the first to instill confidence. Odds are she comes down wearing a third completely different outfit.
The reality is that it's all a game to be late because they don't really want to go wherever it is we are going that day. You can't give your wife shit for taking too long when she is having a crisis of self confidence because then you are automatically the asshole. Oh and when they inevitably have a great time at whatever the event is...
Also, girls don't get ready for us, they get ready for other girls. They know we don't care, nor have any idea what is in, or how things should look. It'd be like if I gave her two players and asked who I should pick first in my fantasy league. She'd say Player A to get me to shutup and then I'd argue why I should pick Player B and she wonders why I asked in the first place.
asterisk for concerts where there's an overlap of impressing/making other women jealous and trying to get attention from other concertgoers.
If she asks for my opinion between two outfits or pairs of shoes or whatever I always just answer honestly and pick one. She appreciates that a million times more than me saying “both look great!” then she immediately disregards my opinion and goes with whichever one she wanted in the first place.
In my 10 year relationship with my wife I have only given negative feedback on an outfit once. It was a sweater or something with a bunch of hairs sticking out that looked like the hair on an ostrich's head. It's been known as the infamous ostrich sweater ever since. I feel like once a decade isn't too bad of a rate.
My wife just checked with me to confirm who the prime minister of the country is. She had it right at least.
It’s me, again. Our house was built the 70s. Recently our master shower has been getting clogged and toilet in the master has been flushing funny. Called the plumber out. He said he ran the snake 30 ft and got hair and leaves. I take a shower and the problem is still there, so I call him back. He gets the big guns out and it sounds like he’s going to war with the plumbing upstairs. He comes down. “Found the problem. You should see this”. Go upstairs, and he pulled out over a dozen tampons from the plumbing. I ask my wife about this. She acts completely shocked that you aren’t supposed to put them down the toilet, and admits she’s been doing this the entire 8 years we’ve lived in the house. Mind. Blown.
Where did the leaves come from? You have people wiping with leaves and flushing them or something? If not, you may have more issues than just the tampons.
Her parents are also currently re piping the house she grew up in. Might have a contributing factor as to why? Likely not, but won’t stop me from making the joke and being called an ass hole.
As many contributions as she gets in this thread, she does. Total bad ass. She’s a great wife, mom and person. Doesn’t hurt that she makes a ton of money and is attractive. Her moments lacking common sense and driving abilities, or lack thereof can just be something else though.
Her hard work is sending us to Hawaii next week for 10 days on the company dime. She’s on my good list at the moment.
Didn't think about that. Her lease expires in a year and she's going to need to find a bigger space, but that place is older than our house. I hope her 5 female employees have more common sense than she does.
I need to know what else she flushes. You know it can't be limited to something that looks like a mini corndog
The advertisements for my toilet said that it could flush 64 golf balls. How much is that in tampons?
my wife grew up flushing tamps. Took a $250 clean out fee from the plumber in our first house to convince her to stop.
when we first got married we lived in a 2 story townhouse and rented an extra bedroom to one of my wife's friends. She flushed one too many tampons in her upstairs toilet, and coupled with a faulty overflow valve we were awakened in the middle of the night by our neighbor pounding on our door because he was getting water on his side. I remember waking up to answer the door and stepping on soaked carpet, and then seeing water pouring from the ceiling in numerous places as I made my way down the stairs. Made out like a bandit on the renter's insurance settlement though...
A friend from college went to his then girlfriend’s parents’ lake house for a weekend and completely destroyed their septic system by flushing a dozen condoms.
Lmao. Couldn’t even imagine having to be like “sorry I wrecked your shit by having so much sex with your daughter. My B.”
not a wife story but on the same topic.... a friend of mine manages a building that gets a decent amount of foot traffic from parents and young kids. they have signage telling you what NOT to flush everywhere. You see the signs when you walk into the bathrooms, right beside the toilets, and even on the toilet seats themselves. No feminine products, no baby wipes, no diapers, etc. 5 times in the last 6 months plumbers have been pulling diapers out of their plumbing. People flushing whole diapers... what the flying fuck. I have so many questions.... do they do this at home? Just in public? What else do you flush?
I lived in a 4 bedroom condo unit. Between the four of us it was three dudes and one chick. One day my sewage started backing up and so was every else’s. Turns out we all shared one main line out and the lone chick fucked everyone’s plumbing by flushing her tampons. The plumber even made a comment to me about not sure how someone could go through so many tampons.She moved out not long after that.