The Life
Posted by phil at 02:40 PM on March 21, 2004.
Living la vida married.
You ever have that date that went bad? You're dropping her off at her place, but she refuses to get out? For whatever reasons, she's mad and needs to explain why it's not "Ok" to play the quiet game during a meal togher.
Man, my old car was rank of stale perfume and the sleazy women spit from "Nuh uh, no you di ain't!"
But eventually, she'll get out...even if it takes a helping foot.
Marriage is not like this.
There is no cave of bachelorhood safety. You cannot, and will not, be left alone.
you WILL listen, you WILL understand.
For the record, marriage is great. But when she gets that look in her eye I go straight to "I'm sorry" just to shorten the car ride of fighting hell.
'Cuz....she's not getting out.
You ever have that date that went bad? You're dropping her off at her place, but she refuses to get out? For whatever reasons, she's mad and needs to explain why it's not "Ok" to play the quiet game during a meal togher.
Man, my old car was rank of stale perfume and the sleazy women spit from "Nuh uh, no you di ain't!"
But eventually, she'll get out...even if it takes a helping foot.
Marriage is not like this.
There is no cave of bachelorhood safety. You cannot, and will not, be left alone.
you WILL listen, you WILL understand.
For the record, marriage is great. But when she gets that look in her eye I go straight to "I'm sorry" just to shorten the car ride of fighting hell.
'Cuz....she's not getting out.


