Either all women are insane or I'm just only attracted to the crazy ones. Same thing, I guess.

You surely aren't trying to figure out women at your age are you? It's an exercise in futility that shouldn't be attempted until the age of thirty (at least).

Look at that nice Brit...This made me laugh. It's near the end of the page:

"Your partner is sitting in the dining room reading a book, your children are in the living room playing a game called 'Scatter every single toy we possess across the floor and then go upstairs to jump on the bed'. After a few minutes, you wander into the dining room, sigh at the chaos and tidy up. You then go off to do something else. When you return to the living room a short time later you discover that the children have strewn the place with toys yet again.
You are William L. Petersen and you must apportion blame. Do you:
A) Get the children downstairs and tell them that if they haven't tidied up the living room within the next ten minutes then you're sending them to be raised on a farm in Iowa."

No, I've got better things to waste my time on...

Hmmm...could this be my wife's long lost sister?

Best thing God ever did was invent pussy.








Worst thing he did was put women in charge of it.

A very wise man told me on my wedding day that there are a very specific set of rules that you will have to follow after the ceremony. He also said that each and every one of those rules change every 28 days.

Also remember that nothing you have done in the past will ever be forgotten. 20 years down the road you will be reminded of the time you

1. insulted her
2. got drunk and puked all over the house
3. looked at another woman for too long
4. caused your kids to grow up with bad habits
5. ruined her life because she could have done better
6. etc....

This could go on for ever!!! But I think you can understand the direction, you can never be right because you are always wrong!!

It took me 50 years to learn to hit 'em and run. Endelt figured it out in half the time.

All the same, I hope one entangles you and fucks you all up.

Yeah, but you are doing the wrinkled old grandmas of NFL QBs

Thsi is probably apropos to this thread.

"When God made man, he made him out of string. He had too much, so he left that little thing. When God made woman, he made her out of lace. He didn't have enough, so he left that little space.

Thank you God!"

If I had met Helen Keller, I would have married her and been happy for life.

I went to the grocery store with the wife. She bought so much junk that we didn't have enough in the checking account to cover it so we looked like fools and took about $50 dollars worth back.

Two days later she walks in loaded with bags of food. I asked why we even needed it and did she not think that we should leave some money in the account to pay for gas to get to work and things like that? I pointed out that there was no more space to store what she had just brought in. She got so mad she left for two weeks. Three days later I was driving home to Kansas City from Wichita and I ran out of gas. Yup, couldn't buy any to get home but at least there was a two month supply of food back home. Well if I could have gotten home I would have had plenty to eat.

Man. Next time I get pissed that the little woman took us below three grand in the checking account, I may reconsider...

American women are fools. My mother is Europian. Even has a heavy accent. She doesn't respond to the great American marketing machine which uses guilt and shame to get women to spend their husbands money on useless junk that gets thrown out two months after it was brought home.

Instead she invested the money she made WORKING AS A JANITOR for the county. When she retired she paid cash for a $100,000 dollar home. The down side is that she didn't get to fill her home with useless trinkets from Wall-Mart. She did appoint it with authentic antiques made of real wood and leather. I guess it depends on your priorites and how much self control you have.

Oh, she sold that house 4 years later for $130,000 and bought a better one.