In all relationships, there are discussions that have come back with disconcerting regularity ("discussion" is the official euphemism "shouting match"). Are ahem, discussed various topics in the cottages and varied, unique to each couple. For
exampleul, some will promote the theme of jealousy-paranoiac-fear of abandonment-overeaction on variation: "Who was that girl to whom you spoke taleur??"
A great success timeless.
Others prefer the no less famous Blackmail-emotional work of shit-but it's too unfair: "I'm tired, do you always put your work ahead of me! It really can not go on Jean-Louis! "
Oh it's like pasta carbo, we never tire of it!
short, we all have these little habits, those little diagrams that reassure us even when we argue ...
Despite our dazzling glamorous couple, Kim and I also have our subjects 'discussion' Favorites ... Thus, in the evening, it is common to hear us argue on the following concepts:
Buying this gloss Lancome was it essential to my happiness? In
How to throw his business into a ball in the corner of the room can be described as "'s belongings"?
A t-shirt XL Queschua brown is it set to go to dinner in town?
Both verbal jousting which we engage with happiness!
Textbook case is if we have a very slight but recurrent misunderstanding on the machine ...
The laundry is just my thing (it's more that "you do so well my love." This sentence obviously stinks scam, but decided on a playful, she can do once or illusion two).
I'll plant the stage my friend
As I'm tired of washing all of this lying around on the floor (because I do not sniff the panties of my wife with an air ecstatic to check), I Boub recently asked me about a small-business sort of casually placed here and there on the ground.
What was not my surprise to discover, not 2 but 3 piles: a pile of clean laundry, a pile of dirty laundry and a pile of laundry (take careful notes) "a little dirty but I can deliver. "
It is this third category of course that leaves me puzzled. It will neither in the tray dirty laundry because: "I can give them, they stink too," or in the closet with own business: "Well no, it could mess my clothes clean.
It's like Schrödinger's cat, he is dead and not dead at once. Forget female is science, you can not understand!
Logic unstoppable. The machine is of course the ground, back to square one. A discussion
open heart with some of my friends couillus (no names, I swore to respect their anonymity) confirmed to me that my case is not isolated. "Yeah, the 3rd pile of laundry what" I do we responded with annoyance.
It's like the banana skin that will go all alone in the trash, is one of the great mysteries that we are forever inaccessible to us women ...
On the other hand, it seems that we too have our foibles, our little tics incomprehensible to the other half. Because I'm nice and full of goodwill, I decided to explain 2-3 below. Gone is the day of celebration.
You the guy below is for you. It will avoid you in future to harass your girlfriend and you will, I hope to live more peacefully.
Why is it important to have full full of clothes and shoes?
Because 2000 years ago waiting for you while you do some business in town or you're out hunting the mammoth, it has not left much free time slots. Yeah, it's your fault, must now assume.
And then you criticize you criticize, but every day dressed in jogging + flannel loafers with tassels, my advice would you do a little face ... Why the hell
discard these magnificent orange velvet curtains even damaged?
Because when I feel like an anxiety attack, I would sleep in the office.
But no it is not that bad taste you (you think!), Just that you have taste "different", which are perfectly suited to a different environment, like a time in the future eg with people who do not exist.
What you talk for hours between friends?
Of you my rabbit (which you think ...).
But what you put in your bags at the end?
So shit huh. Must stop with this alleged mystery bag girls. You got to take a look, it's no secret: a book, Mp3 player, eye drops, paracetamol, keys, a map of the city, a card game, the labello, handkerchiefs, a little makeup, ect ect.
You raise your eyes to heaven, but kikikétait happy to have a bottle opener on hand the other day? Anyway
short, this post is a bit disjointed I realize. I do not know where I am coming in fact, probably nowhere, we report that women are fond of talking without saying anything, and especially since we never know or we are going. On this
friends, this little list has inspired me to go pack my bags for the holidays. I told you next week, yeah!
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