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Posted: 4/24/2015 10:04:24 AM EDT
I'll start. "You're blowing this all out of proportion."
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I'll start. "You're blowing this all out of proportion." View Quote Yeah I guess we didn't just do this thread yesterday. |
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"are you going to just sit there all day and watch that dumb game?"
"nah, going to sit here and watch your ass grow wider" |
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"Hitler killed a ton of jews, but at least he had a job."
Didn't calm the situation one bit. She did get a PT job and stopped complaining about me needing a 2nd one. For about 2 months. Then she quit. And started complaining again. |
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I dropped the foxtrot bravo once. a friend of mine did the DFC. we've both since moved on
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"I want a girlfriend as an anniversary present."
I actually said that as I was walking out the door for a three day trip. It was said in a playful manner, and the joking tone didn't quite make it to the wife. I don't recommend it. I won't say it again. |
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Yes it does make you look fat.
That was a really stupid thing to say. Shut the fuck up. Are you a retard? Can you please rinse the plate off before you put it in the sink? I may have said one or more of these in the past, I know better now. |
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I've found that generic insults like "dumb cunt", stupid twat", dumb fucking woman", stupid whore", "dumb bitch", "fucking bitch" don't really work.
Personal insults are where it's at. |
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Its not he jeans that make you look fat, its your fat ass that makes you look fat.
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"Hitler killed a ton of jews, but at least he had a job." Didn't calm the situation one bit. She did get a PT job and stopped complaining about me needing a 2nd one. For about 2 months. Then she quit. And started complaining again. View Quote My brothers ex-wife tried that, she didn't want to work, but wanted him to work 2 jobs. She wanted to sit at home all day and do nothing, because they didn't have kids. |
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Do you think your friend ______ would be down for a three way?
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"This is the LAST one honey... I swear it!"
Oh wait... that's what I ALWAYS say... |
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Me: Let's go eat.
Her: Ok. Me: Where do you want to go? Her: I don't know, you decide. Me: Ok, how about Santa Caterina? Her: No, we just ate there last week. Me: Ok, sushi? Her: No, I'm not really in the mood for sushi. Me: Ok, Mangeri's then. Italian ok? Her: I feel so full after we eat there, I'm not really in the mood for that. Me: Wine Bar? Her: No, I want something heavier than appetizers. Me: Ok, uh, well, Flores? Her: I already said I don't want mexican. Me: No, you said you didn't want to eat at Santa Caterina. You didn't rule out all mexican. Her: Well, I don't really want mexican. Me: Chili's? Her: Come on, seriously? Me: You come on, you keep shooting down every idea. How about we just go to Sonic? Her: Ewuck. Fast food? I don't want fast food. Me: Ok, what do you want? Her: I don't know, you decide. Me: LISTEN. I DON'T WANT TO PLAY GUESS WHERE THE FUCK YOU WANT TO EAT ALL NIGHT. JUST TELL ME WHERE THE FUCK YOU WANT TO GO AND WE'LL GO THERE. FUCK. Her: ^%$& #)_& !!Y*&^)* *&&^$$ !!@%$* $&UIU%T!!!!!!! Me: (sleeping upstairs on the couch tonight) |
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About a year or after we got married wife asked me if she was hard to live with.
The words, "Yes, you can be a real c--- sometimes.", spilled out of my mouth before I could think. We were on a sailboat at anchor. While I was trying to decide whether jumping overboard and just taking the beating would be better she agreed with me. Then told me I could never say that to her again. She'd just shoot me if I were to do that now. I do not recommend doing it. |
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"How am I supposed to afford a mistress when you keep spending my money on useless crap"
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No, i said you were 'acting crazy'. i didn't say you were crazy...
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"Hitler killed a ton of jews, but at least he had a job." Didn't calm the situation one bit. She did get a PT job and stopped complaining about me needing a 2nd one. For about 2 months. Then she quit. And started complaining again. View Quote Are you serious?? Dude fucking eject. |
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Me: Let's go eat. Her: Ok. Me: Where do you want to go? Her: I don't know, you decide. Me: Ok, how about Santa Caterina? Her: No, we just ate there last week. Me: Ok, sushi? Her: No, I'm not really in the mood for sushi. Me: Ok, Mangeri's then. Italian ok? Her: I feel so full after we eat there, I'm not really in the mood for that. Me: Wine Bar? Her: No, I want something heavier than appetizers. Me: Ok, uh, well, Flores? Her: I already said I don't want mexican. Me: No, you said you didn't want to eat at Santa Caterina. You didn't rule out all mexican. Her: Well, I don't really want mexican. Me: Chili's? Her: Come on, seriously? Me: You come on, you keep shooting down every idea. How about we just go to Sonic? Her: Ewuck. Fast food? I don't want fast food. Me: Ok, what do you want? Her: I don't know, you decide. Me: LISTEN. I DON'T WANT TO PLAY GUESS WHERE THE FUCK YOU WANT TO EAT ALL NIGHT. JUST TELL ME WHERE THE FUCK YOU WANT TO GO AND WE'LL GO THERE. FUCK. Her: ^%$& #)_& !!Y*&^)* *&&^$$ !!@%$* $&UIU%T!!!!!!! Me: (sleeping upstairs on the couch tonight) View Quote No. Fuck that last part. If she wants to sleep alone, she's welcome to sleep wherever she wants, but I'm not going to the couch. F U C K that |
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About a year or after we got married wife asked me if she was hard to live with. The words, "Yes, you can be a real c--- sometimes.", spilled out of my mouth before I could think. We were on a sailboat at anchor. While I was trying to decide whether jumping overboard and just taking the beating would be better she agreed with me. Then told me I could never say that to her again. She'd just shoot me if I were to do that now. I do not recommend doing it. View Quote Yeah... that would be a no-no with most women. It's within limits during teh dirty talk around my house though. I especially like it when SHE uses it. |
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Quoted: Me: Let's go eat. Her: Ok. Me: Where do you want to go? Her: I don't know, you decide. Me: Ok, how about Santa Caterina? Her: No, we just ate there last week. Me: Ok, sushi? Her: No, I'm not really in the mood for sushi. Me: Ok, Mangeri's then. Italian ok? Her: I feel so full after we eat there, I'm not really in the mood for that. Me: Wine Bar? Her: No, I want something heavier than appetizers. Me: Ok, uh, well, Flores? Her: I already said I don't want mexican. Me: No, you said you didn't want to eat at Santa Caterina. You didn't rule out all mexican. Her: Well, I don't really want mexican. Me: Chili's? Her: Come on, seriously? Me: You come on, you keep shooting down every idea. How about we just go to Sonic? Her: Ewuck. Fast food? I don't want fast food. Me: Ok, what do you want? Her: I don't know, you decide. Me: LISTEN. I DON'T WANT TO PLAY GUESS WHERE THE FUCK YOU WANT TO EAT ALL NIGHT. JUST TELL ME WHERE THE FUCK YOU WANT TO GO AND WE'LL GO THERE. FUCK. Her: ^%$& #)_& !!Y*&^)* *&&^$$ !!@%$* $&UIU%T!!!!!!! Me: (sleeping upstairs on the couch tonight) View Quote Me: OK, let's go eat. Her: Where? Me: You'll see. Let's go. Works better that way. |
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a lot of suppressed anger about over weight wives here View Quote LoL, mine's under weight, I don't bitch too much about that. She could use a bit more ass meat though, lol. I actually tell her that, sometimes. I think she gets much more upset when she's in the shower and I turn the lights off. |
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After having Mexican cuisine for lunch, requesting for your evening blowjob to be given from the back.
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"So you keep talking about this diet you plan on starting. When is that going to happen?" --uttered when I knew she was getting some on the side. Things went downhill from there.
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I texted my wife a picture of a jersey Mikes #9 yesterday.
Her:If you love me, you'll bring me one. Me:hahaa Her:seriously Me:if you want a sandwich from here it's going to depend on how good of a blow job you give me and then I'll think about giving you my leftovers. Needless to say, I'm enjoying my leftover Jersey Mikes #9 here in about 2 hours. My wife sleeps on the couch. I paid for the bed so her ass will sleep on the couch. My wife's fat, we only fuck in the dark so I can imagine her being a tight bodied Victoria Secret model. |
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My son blew it a couple of nights ago, it didn't help that my daughter chimed in:
Son: Mom, dad is a way better cook than you. Mom: Why would you say that? Son: Everything you cook tastes terrible! Daugter: yah it's gross. Mom: looking at me trying not to laugh me ass off, Did you tell them to say that? Me: I had nothing to do with this. Son: mom! Everything you cook tastes like cardboard! Even your grilled cheese is gross! Mom: F you guys, I am never cooking again! Both kids: Yah! Ouch! |
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My wife is pretty laid back and I don't insult her or call her names so I don't really have anything that I don't or shouldn't say to her.
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Quoted: Me: Let's go eat. Her: Ok. Me: Where do you want to go? Her: I don't know, you decide. Me: Ok, how about Santa Caterina? Her: No, we just ate there last week. Me: Ok, sushi? Her: No, I'm not really in the mood for sushi. Me: Ok, Mangeri's then. Italian ok? Her: I feel so full after we eat there, I'm not really in the mood for that. Me: Wine Bar? Her: No, I want something heavier than appetizers. Me: Ok, uh, well, Flores? Her: I already said I don't want mexican. Me: No, you said you didn't want to eat at Santa Caterina. You didn't rule out all mexican. Her: Well, I don't really want mexican. Me: Chili's? Her: Come on, seriously? Me: You come on, you keep shooting down every idea. How about we just go to Sonic? Her: Ewuck. Fast food? I don't want fast food. Me: Ok, what do you want? Her: I don't know, you decide. Me: LISTEN. I DON'T WANT TO PLAY GUESS WHERE THE FUCK YOU WANT TO EAT ALL NIGHT. JUST TELL ME WHERE THE FUCK YOU WANT TO GO AND WE'LL GO THERE. FUCK. Her: ^%$& #)_& !!Y*&^)* *&&^$$ !!@%$* $&UIU%T!!!!!!! Me: (sleeping upstairs on the couch tonight) View Quote |
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