dmatthews
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I dunno man... the laundry aspect is horrifying enough.I thought you were going to say “pooped my pants”. You probably wish you’d pooped your pants instead. Less time investment.
I dunno man... the laundry aspect is horrifying enough.I thought you were going to say “pooped my pants”. You probably wish you’d pooped your pants instead. Less time investment.
I mean, the underwear has to go straight in the thrash. You can attempt to salvage them, but you really shouldn’t.I dunno man... the laundry aspect is horrifying enough.
Crappy memoriesI mean, the underwear has to go straight in the thrash. You can attempt to salvage them, but you really shouldn’t.
We all have ‘em.Crappy memories
THe #2 leading cause of corny jokes.Crappy memories
Well, the list is far too long to list here, but my crowning achievement as far as stupidity goes was...
I re-married my first ex wife (a.k.a. Plaintiff #1) after being divorced for like 6 months. I highly recommend NOT doing that.
I told my dad we were getting re-married. He stopped what he was doing, stared at me in bewilderment, while shaking his head and said..."That's the equivalent of having a "garage sale" then, buying all of your old sh!t back!" Then he told me he really didn't think dropping me on my head as a kid caused permanent damage, but apparently he was badly mistaken, called me a [email protected]$$ and walked away.
Hindsight being 20/20 and all, apparently pops knew what he was talking about.
THe #2 leading cause of corny jokes.
Like Picasso, I know good shartwork when I see it.Don't poo-poo this.
A friend of mine dated a woman in another state years before I knew him. He used to tell us stories of how crazy he was, and how he always felt a little guilty for breaking up w/her when she was going through a bad time. He eventually got married, had a couple kids, and ultimately ended up getting divorced.
A few month after, he told a couple of us that he had gone back to Kansas to see the old girlfriend and they were now engaged. I said, "Man, are you sure? This is awfully quick." Our other buddy said, "Dude, no. Don't do it. I know we screw around and give you sh!t a lot, but this is 100% serious. Don't do this. You're on the rebound and you feel guilty about her. Wait six months and really think about it."
He didn't. Paid to move her and her two daughters here.
It lasted maybe two years. She was still kind of goofy in the head, the kids walked all over her, and she was jealous with a capital FREAKING JEALOUS. He told me one time at the mall, the daughters wanted to go to Victoria's Secret, so he and the wife waited outside. He had to look at the ground because she didn't want him looking at the girls who were going to the store. Another time he said something to her about being too jealous and said, "I feel like if I pass a woman on my floor at work, I can't say hi because you'll get upset." She said, "Who is this woman? Do you have a thing for her?" That kind of crazy. And they ended up divorced.
About four or five years ago, he remarried her. I said, "Dude, if you're happy, I'm happy for you, but are you sure? I mean, really sure? Because I remember how she treated you before." They're still married, but the few times I've seen them out, if she wants to go, he has to go. It's just kind of weird to watch.
Underneath the Bleachers by Seymour Butz?I'm so stupid I used my real name to publish my first book.
The Open Kimono by Seymour Hair?Underneath the Bleachers by Seymour Butz?
I thought you were going to say “pooped my pants”. You probably wish you’d pooped your pants instead. Less time investment.
OK maybe tacos, chilies, tequila, and bad red wine to start?Unless it’s a really, really, really bad one.
It also might depend upon what you are doing at the time, where you are, and/or who you’re with.
OK maybe tacos, chilies, tequila, and bad red wine to start?