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I used to buy the mrs lingerie for Christmas until l found out someone else was benefiting from it besides me, divorced the whore so buying for her isn't a problem anymore....
She did look good in them though, to be fair...
I used to buy the mrs lingerie for Christmas until l found out someone else was benefiting from it besides me, divorced the whore so buying for her isn't a problem anymore....
SWMBO wants one of those lightweight battery powered vacuum cleaners.
Offering to buy her one for Christmas was met with a chilling "I hope you're not being serious"
Struck fear into my heart, and we've been married for over 20 years.
ooo! that's a good idea. Get her a kennel!Big mistake indeed
"Extra-big weatherproof wooden slippers"I could never put my dog in a kennel!! The missus would suss straight away cos the dog lays at my feet in the living room![]()
Why would I do that?? My wife’s ace and I love her more than anyone else (50/50 with my dog mind you).
Mine’s getting the usual shat; perfume, dressing gown, iTunes card, tickets to that cnut Sarah Milican and a massive toblerone. Oh and an Only Fools and Horses monopoly game because 1. She hates monopoly and 2. She hates Only Fools and Horses. I however love it so I’ll blag that, a couple of days after.
I ask her every bastard year from September onwards what she wants or to give me ideas and she never bothers cos she’s a facking cnut. By the time it comes to the wanky day, I’m threaders with it.
So instead of letting her ruin yet another, I’ve bought her shite, and because Brexit is coming I’ve worked longer shifts, so she’s had to do the shopping for the first time ever. Bout time she got her hand in her pocket, lazy bastard
Absolutely not. Like most married men, mine gets right on my tits at times, doesn't mean I don't still want to be with her. She's still got an impressive rack and would still get it (no, no photos). Plus she's the mother of my children. I don't know anyone who's married that doesn't occasionally think their other half is a twatBecause you wrote...
I, along with many others I think, just thought that the warm glow of romance may have flickered and died.
After 27 years of marriage, and together bringing two kids to adulthood, I completely agree with you. Mine can be an irrational bint at times, like the best of them.Absolutely not. Like most married men, mine gets right on my tits at times, doesn't mean I don't still want to be with her. She's still got an impressive rack and would still get it (no, no photos). Plus she's the mother of my children. I don't know anyone who's married that doesn't occasionally think their other half is a twat
I know my other half thinks I’m a twat. That’s when i’m not a ******, ****, bellend, ********, useless ******, and so on.Absolutely not. Like most married men, mine gets right on my tits at times, doesn't mean I don't still want to be with her. She's still got an impressive rack and would still get it (no, no photos). Plus she's the mother of my children. I don't know anyone who's married that doesn't occasionally think their other half is a twat
Yeah, i was a bit lairy, but then I hate Chrimble any way. Would rather be stagging on, at least that used to mean I wasn't working on my birthday when everyone else had to go back to work (5th Jan)After 27 years of marriage, and together bringing two kids to adulthood, I completely agree with you. Mine can be an irrational bint at times, like the best of them.
Your post just seemed a little TOO aggressive that’s all mate. Probably me just reading it wrong. But no worries. Hope you have many more years of happiness together.
I think most men do hate Christmas.Yeah, i was a bit lairy, but then I hate Chrimble any way. Would rather be stagging on, at least that used to mean I wasn't working on my birthday when everyone else had to go back to work (5th Jan)
Well, this year, I've deliberately done the bare minimum, because every single year, I've done literally everything. Time she stepped up.I think most men do hate Christmas.
Being serious for a second, most of the organising and hard work at Christmas falls on the ladies and it makes them more stressed out than they usually are. Which means we get the shite end of that particular stick.
Imagine if they had to arrange their daughter’s wedding for Boxing Day, as well as feed the prospective in-laws the day before!
I would help by emigrating.
The two Tiger's Heads are in Lee Green, so close and you win a virtual cigar for New Cross as that was where I was stationed.A New Cross man, methinks...
Comfy shoes? or dungarees maybe...For over twenty years, this time of year feels me with dread.
Not only is it Christmas, but it's her birthday on the 28th, and so I have to find two lots of presents.
She's not a girly girl and so jewelry and fashion is not an option.
She doesn't like perfume or smelly things.
She's recently given up chocolate.
She doesn't drink, so the recent trendy gins won't cut it.
The thought of a spa day or similar fills her with horror.
Help!!
My thoughts exactly......Well, SWMBO is on her second Jewel box full of 44 years of expensive "investment". Never get worn.
Clothes? Bugger orf. Strathcarron's Hospice shares rose this year with the numerous black bags of mostly unworn ( not once) stuff.
Choccies? Gets them all year round.
Booze? Total abstainer.
Gadgets? F off. She screws my 'puter up even looking at it.
Kitchen gear? I'm the cook, she washes.
We came to the conclusion...me giving her £100.00 vouchers and she for me was lunacy.
Therefor, we ain't bovverin'
As for card distribution, any fecker who has not bothered making sure we are still actually breathing right now despite us reaching out, **** off and choke. No, really.
As a result, the said distro has shrunk from around 30/40 odd to a dozen real=deals we've known for over 40 odd years.
Apart from that, everyone else can go do one.
The two Tiger's Heads are in Lee Green, so close and you win a virtual cigar for New Cross as that was where I was stationed.