Yep, its pretty much that simple, add dont take all night to get dressed to go out, make up your mind when picking a place to eat, and Im driving. Ive been trying to tell my ex-wives and ex-girlfriends this for years. Except the baby part, unless it does involve a titty.
The message is on point. But man, this trend of ugly ass glasses on chicks is killing me. Maybe her man was pissed when she came home and he saw those were the new frames she picked out at LensCrafters. Whatever designer came up with that look needs an ass whuppin’.
Absolutely! Learned that a long time ago. The way to a man’s heart. And when he’s grumpy, I just flash him my boobies and all becomes right in his world. Never underestimate flashing boobies, men’s kryptonite for sure. ☺️
I know someone who figured out the flash twice, WTF, since I checked out of the working man world I have not had a single one of those moods, funny how that works.
This is probably the best relationship advice that could be given. Only reason it’s not getting broadcast is nobody has figured out how to make money from prescribing it.
“Honey, DR says you need to polish this up for me, so I feel better about my shitty day.”
Back in the day there was a euphemism quoted by many of the women of the day that “the way to man’s heart is through his stomach”, i.e. feed him. In actuality, the way to a man’s heart is through his dick, preferably with it in the back of your throat.
Bi-Weekly Blowjobs from wives and girlfriends would solve a lot of conflict in the world and probably end war forever.
Love of titties is hardwired. I’ve never seen a guy who was bottle fed from birth get excited seeing baby bottles on display at the store.
She seems like a pretty cool person.
Speak a known language. Let’s skip the slums, and also avoid the royal court. Somewhere in between where real people live.
Ditch the frufru…if you need to trowel on makeup and scents and accessories, you are not being yourself. You may not like some of my suggestions if we’re reduced to extreme measures preparing the battlefield. This may involve me dragging you to the bathtub and scrubbing you like a muddy labrador and decontaminating you as though you had been too close to a VX munition. Be subtle, enticing. Your natural woman smell is already powerful enough, but you do not need to compete by neglect or enhancement.
You are my rib, from my side, my helpmate. We do this together. But I am the Captain, otherwise it will not work. If I want a whore I will rent one. We can however, playact, from time to time. To make daily life bearable, I insist on open honesty as the benchmark, because I wade through bullshit and have to shovel it high and fast to get through, out there. So be wise…rubbing one out is much quicker and cheaper than decrypting hyroglyphics and taking out a mortgage on the Taj Mahal.
Funny you said VX munitions, my barracks(WW2 2 floor wood) when I was assigned to Fort McClellan, Alabama(1976 to 1978) as an MP was 150′ from the disposal furnace for VX gas. I am sure that contributed to being diagnosed with MS. I was/am in a class action suit and come to find out of the 60 other MPs billeted there, 35 known cases of MS and diabetes(I suffer that too), and other neurological maladies which is statistically significant. The Army and .gov has won several class actions, but we are still fighting. I am sure they are stretching it out so that we are dead, which the average was 18 to 21 and I am now 66…
Ain’t it a bitch how dishonest and stingy the government is to guys like you, when they clearly fucked up? That is the real “thank you for your service’ (said with dripping sarcasm) that the government slaps vets in the face with. Ungrateful, low down cheating fuckers.
She ain’t wrong.
She should bottle that, stick a fancy label on it and sell it to the clueless womens of which there are far too many.
Clueless wimmins, ya mean.
Yep, its pretty much that simple, add dont take all night to get dressed to go out, make up your mind when picking a place to eat, and Im driving. Ive been trying to tell my ex-wives and ex-girlfriends this for years. Except the baby part, unless it does involve a titty.
The message is on point. But man, this trend of ugly ass glasses on chicks is killing me. Maybe her man was pissed when she came home and he saw those were the new frames she picked out at LensCrafters. Whatever designer came up with that look needs an ass whuppin’.
Shut up
Serve food
Sex
SSS, it’s that simple. We be cavemen…
Absolutely! Learned that a long time ago. The way to a man’s heart. And when he’s grumpy, I just flash him my boobies and all becomes right in his world. Never underestimate flashing boobies, men’s kryptonite for sure. ☺️
The power of the titties!
Bless your heart Sandy. I hope your man knows how lucky he is.
It says it all for me.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Qc69L0V1alg
Haha. As soon as I saw “says it all for me” I knew exactly what that link was going to be. Joe Walsh is awesome.
“They come in twos,
it’s hard to choose,
yer favorite tit…”
Uh huh…
Wow, looong time no hear.
Brings to mind, “Everything’s better when wet!”
I know someone who figured out the flash twice, WTF, since I checked out of the working man world I have not had a single one of those moods, funny how that works.
This is probably the best relationship advice that could be given. Only reason it’s not getting broadcast is nobody has figured out how to make money from prescribing it.
“Honey, DR says you need to polish this up for me, so I feel better about my shitty day.”
Does that Army Tee-Shirt imply she is (or was) in the Army? Maybe that’s where she learned the life lesson.
Woman says “Something tells me you’re cheating on me.”
Man *sighs* “Why can’t something tell you just to blow me?”
Back in the day there was a euphemism quoted by many of the women of the day that “the way to man’s heart is through his stomach”, i.e. feed him. In actuality, the way to a man’s heart is through his dick, preferably with it in the back of your throat.
Bi-Weekly Blowjobs from wives and girlfriends would solve a lot of conflict in the world and probably end war forever.
For my guy it was three things to keep him happy. Breakfast, blow job & books. The three Bs.
Love of titties is hardwired. I’ve never seen a guy who was bottle fed from birth get excited seeing baby bottles on display at the store.
She seems like a pretty cool person.
WTF Stefan V are you saying
Speak a known language. Let’s skip the slums, and also avoid the royal court. Somewhere in between where real people live.
Ditch the frufru…if you need to trowel on makeup and scents and accessories, you are not being yourself. You may not like some of my suggestions if we’re reduced to extreme measures preparing the battlefield. This may involve me dragging you to the bathtub and scrubbing you like a muddy labrador and decontaminating you as though you had been too close to a VX munition. Be subtle, enticing. Your natural woman smell is already powerful enough, but you do not need to compete by neglect or enhancement.
You are my rib, from my side, my helpmate. We do this together. But I am the Captain, otherwise it will not work. If I want a whore I will rent one. We can however, playact, from time to time. To make daily life bearable, I insist on open honesty as the benchmark, because I wade through bullshit and have to shovel it high and fast to get through, out there. So be wise…rubbing one out is much quicker and cheaper than decrypting hyroglyphics and taking out a mortgage on the Taj Mahal.
Funny you said VX munitions, my barracks(WW2 2 floor wood) when I was assigned to Fort McClellan, Alabama(1976 to 1978) as an MP was 150′ from the disposal furnace for VX gas. I am sure that contributed to being diagnosed with MS. I was/am in a class action suit and come to find out of the 60 other MPs billeted there, 35 known cases of MS and diabetes(I suffer that too), and other neurological maladies which is statistically significant. The Army and .gov has won several class actions, but we are still fighting. I am sure they are stretching it out so that we are dead, which the average was 18 to 21 and I am now 66…
Ain’t it a bitch how dishonest and stingy the government is to guys like you, when they clearly fucked up? That is the real “thank you for your service’ (said with dripping sarcasm) that the government slaps vets in the face with. Ungrateful, low down cheating fuckers.
I’d gladly give up my 30% cripple check to be rid of all those fuckers and be left alone in the swamp.
she just made sure that her man will come home grumpy….everyday….rewarding an asshole
Don’t hate the player, hate the game.