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Now how the hell did that happen? *prays* Please just be empty, please just be empty, PLEASE just be empty...
 
You know, my dad's a pretty awesome guy, but he sure can be dumb sometimes. :rolleyes:

If a woman, especially your wife, asks you if she's fat, the correct response is an immediate no. Any other answer is incorrect, including no answer at all, or a feeble attempt to change the subject.

Also, if this mishap occurs, do not tell her that she looks good in a different picture by saying "You look good in that picture," because you are inadvertently suggesting that she did not in the previous picture. Also, when she calls you out on your mistake, don't try to tell her what she wanted to hear hoping that it's still what she wants to hear. She knows you're just covering your ass.

Above all, if either or both of these events occurs, don't bother trying to fix it, you've already dug yourself a huge hole that you can't escape from. In other words, just don't get yourself into this situation.

Shouldn't I be learning this stuff from him? :rolleyes:
 
You know, my dad's a pretty awesome guy, but he sure can be dumb sometimes. :rolleyes:

If a woman, especially your wife, asks you if she's fat, the correct response is an immediate no. Any other answer is incorrect, including no answer at all, or a feeble attempt to change the subject.

Also, if this mishap occurs, do not tell her that she looks good in a different picture by saying "You look good in that picture," because you are inadvertently suggesting that she did not in the previous picture. Also, when she calls you out on your mistake, don't try to tell her what she wanted to hear hoping that it's still what she wants to hear. She knows you're just covering your ass.

Above all, if either or both of these events occurs, don't bother trying to fix it, you've already dug yourself a huge hole that you can't escape from. In other words, just don't get yourself into this situation.

Shouldn't I be learning this stuff from him? :rolleyes:


An excellent example of something I often tell sixth graders, "sometimes the best way to talk youself out of trouble is just shut up!"
 
"The events in our lives happen in a sequence in time, but in their significance to ourselves, they find their own order... the continuous thread of revelation." ~ Eudora Welty
 
Writing while under the influence of half a bottle of yummy cherry liqueur is probably not *hic* wise.
 
Coughing. Chest hurts. What an evil cold this is. Evil evil evil.
Perhaps crying will follow.
 
You know, my dad's a pretty awesome guy, but he sure can be dumb sometimes. :rolleyes:

If a woman, especially your wife, asks you if she's fat, the correct response is an immediate no. Any other answer is incorrect, including no answer at all, or a feeble attempt to change the subject.

Also, if this mishap occurs, do not tell her that she looks good in a different picture by saying "You look good in that picture," because you are inadvertently suggesting that she did not in the previous picture. Also, when she calls you out on your mistake, don't try to tell her what she wanted to hear hoping that it's still what she wants to hear. She knows you're just covering your ass.

Above all, if either or both of these events occurs, don't bother trying to fix it, you've already dug yourself a huge hole that you can't escape from. In other words, just don't get yourself into this situation.

Shouldn't I be learning this stuff from him? :rolleyes:
You are learning from him - he's using the classic "How NOT to do it" technique. ;)
 
Coming up to 12.30... and I'm still in bed, just finished breakfast, still coming to my senses.

I'm getting dysfunctional :rolleyes:

It's fun, though! :devil:
 
Hot grapefruit juice and sleep. Trust me on this.
Thank you, Mister Bear. :rose:
I will try but there might be too much stuff to do and not enough Bluebell.

colds are evil:kiss:

what you need is someone to gently rub warming lotion into your chest;)
Aw. Thanks, Holls. :kiss:

And, okay. C'mere. ;)

Wrapping you up in my arms and giving you a hug so that you don't need to cry. Keep your germs to yourself, though, please :p
:heart:

Mkay. I'll just wear a bag over my head and try not to breathe. :D
 
Thank you, Mister Bear. :rose:
I will try but there might be too much stuff to do and not enough Bluebell.


Aw. Thanks, Holls. :kiss:

And, okay. C'mere. ;)


:heart:

Mkay. I'll just wear a bag over my head and try not to breathe. :D


I was thinking more along the lines of pulling your head into my chest so that all the germs are redirected along my cleavage ;):heart:
 
I need a job...like...now.

And i need to write.

And draw.

And paint.

And get a brain transplant for a more intelligent one...
 
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I need a job...like...now.

And i need to write.

And draw.

And paint.

And get a brain transplant for a more intelligent one...

:kiss::rose::heart: I copy you list except the job...I need that bit to hold off till after we go to the states.

I think it must have just been fear and adrenaline that has kept this frreaking cold at bay to some extent. Its not at bay anymore. :( And to add to it, I wasnt able to sleep more than maybe an hour last night nor this morning when kidlet was at nursery. The picture is not pretty.
 
*sends a lynch mob after Thee and every single person in his area*

As much as I could use a good lynching ;) the mob would be better off grabbing up as much cheap gas as they can get their hands on and ship back ;)

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I orgasmed five times yesterday. While the first three were fun, the fourth was one of the best I have had in the last year, but the fifth was one of the worst ever. I really should have skipped it and gone to bed instead.
 
I've been itching to call her and wake her all day, but i know she must be exhausted so i am resisting. I want to snuggle up under my duvet and talk to her...
 
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