Winonesoon
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I will not pass gas IN front of or around my wife and we have been married almost 8 years now. I will hold it forever or find an excuse to go outside.
Why would you deprive her of that? Don't you love her?I will not pass gas IN front of or around my wife and we have been married almost 8 years now. I will hold it forever or find an excuse to go outside.
Yeah, i just don't want her to associate me with that and attach the smell into future romantic moments. Strange? You do know women forget NOTHING. It can be 10 years later and hear " Remember when you melted the paint off the walls"?Why would you deprive her of that? Don't you love her?
Absolutely, and I turn all the bills upright, facing the fold of my wallet, singles to the inside, then fives, tens, etc.I can't stand it when money is folded/crinkled/messed up. I straighten each bill out before putting it in wallet.
It might not be, if you knew ksk better.I am glad to know I’m not alone. That is relieving.
i eschew variety.
Gesundheit.i eschew variety.
now thats funny.Gesundheit.
you're welcome.
dankeGesundheit.
I sometimes do this thing with my eyes, while I'm watching TV (obviously not the important parts). I look at the 3 stereo components over the television, first the middle, then my eyes dart to the left one, the middle, the right, then back to the middle one. I might do it once, or I might do it many times in a row. I'm conscious that I'm doing it, but I keep doing it, almost to the point of OCD.
I had a guy that worked with me in OK that was more dedicated than that. He would line up food like all the fries have to be lined up and then he will eat from one end all the way to the other, never taking a fry out of order, whatever order is in his mind. He would look at every bite of his burger and if it didn't look right, he'd take a nibble here and there until it looked right before proceeding.
Watching him eat ribs or corn on the cob made me think of "One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest". He would strip one side of the rib clean before taking a bite form the other side and you could make a pipe out of the cob when he was threw with it.
His wife told me she wouldn't serve him mixed vegetables at home because the kids would get nervous watching him separate them into little piles of all carrot or peas or corn before eating them.
One of my best friends takes that food can't be touching other food to the extreme and has to have a separate plate for everything......and utensils. When we'd go out, we had to make sure we got a table large enough for his spread. I lmao when I saw how his wife satisfied that quirk at home, he had his own dinnerware like you'd have for your kids with all these different sized bowls and plates.