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(, Sun 1 Apr 2001, 1:00)
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I try to not be shit, but it's like trying to stop the tide. Women are all psycho mentalists though, but manage to hold it back most of the time (with varying degrees of success).
(, Mon 7 Jun 2010, 10:59, 2 replies, latest was 16 years ago)
it's getting the balance right. Wiggy sometimes does utterly useless and dreadful things because he's an idiotboy, but I also like to rip his face off occasionally just because a pigeon flew at me when I was outside and that made me angry.
(, Mon 7 Jun 2010, 11:06, Reply)
I read somewhere that most conflicts come because women rant about something unfix-able, and men want to fix things (and maybe get frustrated when they have no advice to offer).
(, Mon 7 Jun 2010, 11:12, Reply)
because he didn't want to come to a barbeque with my friends, he wanted to go to a different barbecue with his friends. I had a big blow up at him about how he doesn't like my friends (which isn't true) and then when that wasn't working I moved onto how he only wanted to go to this other barbeque so he could smoke weed because that's all he cares about (slightly true) and then when that didn't work either I started ranting about how the guy whose barbeque it was is a really shit friend and he shouldn't waste his time on him (this is very true). Eventually he just said "I love you and if you're upset about something we'll work it out" which made me have to admit that I was being a psycho. I hate when I have to do that.
(, Mon 7 Jun 2010, 11:23, Reply)
but I'd already agreed to go to this other barbeque. That's probably why I was so annoyed. Plus it was really sunny where we were and I had to leave that. As I was driving down the motorway I literally drove into a black cloud and then it started pissing it down. My rubbish barbeque was inside whilst he was posting pictures of how hot it was on Facebook.
(, Mon 7 Jun 2010, 11:35, Reply)
it's been quite handy that, since moving to devon, my mrs has come to the conclusion that all her old friends were shit and that mine are better. this has made life much easier.
(, Mon 7 Jun 2010, 11:36, Reply)
but since moving to Manchester he's making a lot more friends through going to stoner parties so I'm adopting his more than the other way around.
(, Mon 7 Jun 2010, 11:41, Reply)
To try not to get defensive and make things worse. Just suck it up, admit if I'm in the wrong, and try to find middle ground as quickly as possible.
(, Mon 7 Jun 2010, 11:27, Reply)
I constantly try to not be shit, but am incredibly forgetful. I do like doing little things to put a smile on the Lady's face (and I'm not referring to my penis) though. The Lady can be psycho at times, but I've learned how to cope with this (again, not referring to my penis here).
(, Mon 7 Jun 2010, 11:11, Reply)
when I discovered the site and showed Wiggy he was like "it's like someone took the crap out of your head and made it slightly more legible".
(, Mon 7 Jun 2010, 11:23, Reply)
Mind you, I thought the same but about me when I read it, I think that's why I like it so much.
(, Mon 7 Jun 2010, 11:25, Reply)
the problem is that I verbalise it a lot of the time, resulting in weird looks.
(, Mon 7 Jun 2010, 11:27, Reply)
Friends and colleagues have accepted this by now. I keep meaning to start my comic up again, must find some inspiration...
(, Mon 7 Jun 2010, 11:29, Reply)
Also, my comics are more rage-filled than laughing at spackered-ness.
(, Mon 7 Jun 2010, 11:45, Reply)
I'd say it's more they cover it up.
(, Mon 7 Jun 2010, 11:13, Reply)
most women have the ability to weigh up within nanoseconds all the possible scenarios that could play out if we say or do a certain thing at that moment. Unfortunately, that sometimes means that in one of the scenarios the boy will react in a certain way, which upsets the lady. This results in the lady being angry at the boy for doing something in the potential future. Like putting Schrodinger's foot in it.
(, Mon 7 Jun 2010, 11:26, Reply)
I haven't had much cause to use a phrase like that before now.
(, Mon 7 Jun 2010, 11:39, Reply)
Because of something he did in a dream.
(, Mon 7 Jun 2010, 11:35, Reply)
although it's more often that I feel guilty for dream cheating on him with Michael Buble.
(, Mon 7 Jun 2010, 11:39, Reply)
But have been scowled at because apparently I ignored the Lady in a dream. The following night I rolled over to see her facing me, clearly asleep, when she suddenly (but thankfully weakly) punched me in the face...
(, Mon 7 Jun 2010, 11:44, Reply)
There were zombies. Lots and lots of zombies.
(, Mon 7 Jun 2010, 11:45, Reply)
Only, they're very rarely at the beginning of the outbreak, they're usually at the end, or when I'm the only human left.
(, Mon 7 Jun 2010, 11:49, Reply)
I'm usually trying to get from one place to another, and having to get through or past pesky zombies
(, Mon 7 Jun 2010, 11:50, Reply)
The technology to make zombies had been discovered by this big corporation but leaked on the internet. Turns out you only needed a few easily obtained chemicals and an (un)willing volunteer to make them so every psycho was making them in their garden shed.
(, Mon 7 Jun 2010, 11:55, Reply)
where the zombies were all the humans left after aliens had gassed them. The ones who didn't die became braindead zombies, except me
(, Mon 7 Jun 2010, 11:58, Reply)
(, Mon 7 Jun 2010, 12:03, Reply)
I don't even like him!! He just penetrates my dreams for no reason. I only saw him once on the Royal Variety Show and since then my subconscious keeps getting a wide on for him.
(, Mon 7 Jun 2010, 12:07, Reply)
(Which by the way is FUCKING AWESOME)
And then watched the Evil Dead when I came home.
(, Mon 7 Jun 2010, 11:49, Reply)
I must see [REC]2, but I doubt the Lady will want to see it.
(, Mon 7 Jun 2010, 11:52, Reply)
He loved it, but bit his nails all the way through to stop from screaming.
In the Odeon, they have tvs in the foyer with security feeds from each screen, I really hope all the people stood in the ticket queue got a good laugh out of me shitting myself and flailing around every time something scary happened.
(, Mon 7 Jun 2010, 11:58, Reply)
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