Google search today:
‘my husband is a fucking moody bastard’
I hear ya sista.
I think it is your turn to wash his socks and undies.
And while he is there can you teach him to flush the fucking toilet? Cause it is doing my head in.
KTHXBAI
My husband has another wife.
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I was sure this was going to be a post about Guy Kawasaki.
*snort* There are other women out there who will think that chick is looking for THEIR husbands.
Nothin’ to say here, my husband lurks…
Heh
hey!.. oh.. well..
We try to conserve water and what thanks do we get.
I’m one of those OTHER women who thinks that chick is looking for MY husband…lol
Bahahahaha that’s great. Who wants to bet that was put into Google during an argument in which ‘the other woman’ said something like:
“Why don’t I look you up on Google – there ya go you moody fucking bastard!”
Hell, I need a wife! lol
he doesn’t flush? i suddenly have new appreciation for my man who even lights the candle when he’s done.
I wish my husband had another wife. I’d pack his bags and send him to her. Moody, dysfunctional bastard has me walking on eggshells again. I don’t dare react to anything he says.
I’m so relieved to read that there is someone else who is married to a man who can not flush the toilet. Drives me fucking nuts.
4ft: You calling Guy a woman? Don’t let MPS hear you saying that or he will totally bitchslap you before he runs to his room to cry into his pillow ‘Leave Guy Kawasaki AAH-LONE!’
Miss: Somehow I think the majority of women will be thinking that…
Goaldeebug: Chicken…
BusyDad: You wanna pull that shit go and pee in the garden.
Tina: Yup. Thought so.
Lee: *gaffaw* I think you may be on to something. Wonder what ’suck it up you big fat whiny girl’ will bring up?
Diva’s thoughts: To wash your smalls or, Oh God, please don’t tell me you don’t flush either?
Rah: Girl, sounds like he is a keeper. Lights a fucking candle? Wow.
River: Hugs to you my lovely.
Marita: What is up with that? I mean, fuck me dead, is it THAT hard? And don’t get me started on the ‘missage’…
Wow. You all are ON to something here. Note to self: find husband another WIFE.
Have you ever tried to laugh while smack dab in the middle of the stomach flu? It’s awesome, you should try it.
After ELEVEN painful beat him with a rolled up newspaper and rub his nose in it style years, I have *finally* trained the husband to flush. EXCEPT, for the one time a year we leave for the beach. I make SURE all toilets are emptied before locking the door, yet somehow he STILL manages to fill one or both up and leave it in a turned off AC house to ferment for 2 weeks in the middle of July. And they say it’s always good to be home…
Rah – Exactly how long did it take for the candle training? Can you post some tips? That would be WAY more romantic than “Honey! Come check out the size of this thing, I think I just broke my own personal record!”
hee…luckily my husband is the most even-tempered guy around. balances out my nut jobbiness.
tried to email you but can’t find your direct email addy anywhere…
Yeah, I think it’s me……. oh wait. My husband isn’t an old man
lol
Moody bastard, meet frying pan.
Sisters saving each other from the whiny pain of moody bastards
Ugh, spouses.
DO NOT WANT!!!
Hey now, we’re not all like that. I flush AND clean the toilet. Not every time I flush though. That would be way too OCD. I save all my moodiness for the blog…
Google rocks.
My biggest search terms are “fat ass” and “fat ass girls.” Kinda sums it all up.
I had someone search this: “scary harry dromedary”
What the fuck???
I had someone search “I walked in on my son J@cking off” WTF?!?! I have a three year old and I can guarantee that has NEVER happened!!
As I pointed out to someone recently, have a think about the alternative uses we have for socks, just as you are about to wash them…
LOL!!!! LOLOLOL! I think I’m sharing him too Kelley.
First to X’s comment…….Oh fucking EW!!
And to you miss Kelley….BIG GIANT FUCKING HUGS! I puffy pink heart YOU!
Yea, what is it with not flushing?! My boys have learned it to. Not that it matters with them…they barely hit the bowl.
I really need to figure out how to check what searches people have entered and got my blog. I’m sure there’s some effed up ones in there.
Dude, maybe my hubby can head over too. The yellow ring around the toilet is not coming out!
hahahah.. Hysterical..
I know I don’t comment much here.. but I lurk .. ALL THE TIME.
so much so that I gave you an award on my silly blog.. I hope you dont mind.. xo
LMAO!!!!!
I have the flush issue too … BAD!!
‘Cept it’s not the big boy, it’s the leetle boys.
http://maternalmirth.blogspot.com/2008/08/boys-one-where-i-sell-them-on-ebay.html
You have the “flush issue” in you home too, eh?
In my house it’s not the BIG boy, it’s the leetle boys that can seem to say goodbye to their piss:
http://maternalmirth.blogspot.com/2008/08/boys-one-where-i-sell-them-on-ebay.html
If he won’t flush, get a ladle, scoop out some piss and dump it on his head. That’ll learn him.
Hubbie sent me a link saying why men in polygamy live longer than those in monogamous relationships.
I am thinking a Mail Order Bride……..
I don’t get moody. I get sullen and distant. Wait, does that count?
I guess that counteracts my frenzied and bitchy.
Flushing is almost there in this house………. it’s the friggin aim that needs working on. Grrrr!
Hmmm… I think he did this search on her, and accidentally finished up at my fiction blog…
“my wife is a fat old hag”
Because of water restrictions and the whole save the planet’s water thing, we don’t flush here everytime. “If it’s yellow let it mellow, If it’s brown flush it down”. There’s only two of us and we drink lots of water so things don’t get too smelly. We probably flush three times a day for wee only. The “browns” are flushed immediately of course.
Ellie: In an ideal world the men would be in cages and let out to do our bidding.
O’Neal: *vomit* *vomit* *vomit*
Manager Mom: Oh I am a total nut job. He is just a lazy arse.
Bettina: He will be.
Jayne: *wanders off to find the heaviest frying pan*
Solomon: They have their uses. Garbage day or spider removal.
Jim: marry me?
Karen MEG: That it does. How else will I find out what my kids are up to? I kid, I kid…
A Whole Lot of Hooch: You don’t even wanna KNOW what mine are. That is why I stopped using tags…
Ree: Bwaaaaa haaaa haaaaa! The other day I had ‘Is Nelson Mandela a woman?’ oh and ‘How many days wear tshirt’
Stella: It is amazing what the freakshows type that finds this wholesome blog
BoxBoy: AND curtains…
Maria: MPS gets around.
Sarah: Back atcha babe.
Mrs Schmitty: Don’t even get me started there!
Sully Sullivan: These ones I have found are just in my wordpress dashboard. Apparently there are other ways, would love to know!
Sandy: What is wrong with these guys? Betcha if there was a screen on the bottom of the bowl they would flush.
Kim: Well pop your lurking arse out more often woman. Thanks for the award
Ann: *snort*
Maternal Mirth: Dudes big and small, pee outside if you cannot use the facilities PROPERLY!
Anja: Girl, you are fucking awesome.
Widdle Shamrock: That is cause he can blame all his faults on the other women. Derr.
LaskiGirl: I get all vicious and spiteful. Do what works.
Kelly: Singing my song girl.
Naomi: Bwaaaaa haaaaa haaaaaa!
River: I save the planet in other ways. Like ignoring the washing and cultivating weeds.
yeah, but he’ll never be older than me
Being a fucking moody bastard is better than just having one consistent mood that sucks…
right?
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