archie bunker Loc: Texas

This is the place to start. Volume seventy three comes out next month.

bahmer

That's about right.

Liberty Tree

A good woman is God's gift to a man to protect him from himself

working class stiff Loc: N. Carolina

Maybe I can get the Mrs. to read it to me.

I usually get the Reader's Digest version from her: "I'm right".

PoppaGringo Loc: Muslim City, Mexifornia, B.R.

And you got that from your wife...right?

mwdegutis Loc: Illinois

I hear that's the Reader's Digest version.

out of the woods Loc: to hell and gone New York State

Well, she is right, thats on page one, untill that fact is accepted, there will be no peace. Page two discusses how while she's quite capable, there are things she would rather you do, you know what they are, why must you be reminded for fourty years. Its a fair trade, she cleans the toilet, does she not? Page three discusses differences in shopping styles and why it is best never to accompany her. Then there's matters of taste, wherein, once again, she is right, never attempt to alter or add to the homes decor, especially any permenant fixture as it will haunt you for the remainder of your days together. A side note as this was a recent experience of mine, if she asks you to pick up something easy for dinner, poptarts and frozen waffles is probably not what she had in mind, and bringing her flowers that a coworker was throwing away, probably won't sit so well either.Only 1759 pages to go...

working class stiff Loc: N. Carolina

LOL....sounds about right.

rjoeholl

Larry the Legend Loc: Not hiding in Milton

And that's from the abridged version!

out of the woods Loc: to hell and gone New York State

Aw, we're not that bad. One thing I can say, that you will probably agree with. Feminism has gone a long way in confusing the fragile balance, of what should be a symbiotic, mutually beneficial relationship. Now we got wimpy, incompetent men, with too many feelings, I might add, and bossy, manly women, full of anger because their fighting against nature and blame men. Too much confusion, no wonder transgender is an issue now. Try to imagine the reception, such a one would have recieved 100 yrs ago. This is not to say I would be eager to don my bonnet, and shut up, as you can see that would be highly unlikely. But our feminine and masculine tendancies should be valued and balanced.

Larry the Legend Loc: Not hiding in Milton

Don't you think you'd look good in a bonnet? Ever tried one? Amish women wear them all the time. I think they look cute, in an 'innocent' sort of way.

out of the woods Loc: to hell and gone New York State

Nah, you know there was a wierd contingent sneaking into my church, couple of the women wore bonnets, then the Pastor decided he was going to arrange his daughters marriages. Thats where I became a churchless Christian. Rarely wear anything but jeans and work
boots, too cold and rugged up here. I have long hair to cover my head, though less of it then I used to.

Larry the Legend Loc: Not hiding in Milton

There, see? Get a nice, frilly bonnet. You'll look cute and your head will keep nice and warm..

archie bunker Loc: Texas

Gee, what's wrong with pop tarts, and waffles? Did he forget the six pack to go with them?
About those flowers now. At least he thought about you and hey, he didn't pick them up at the cemetery either!

Let me tell you about my day yesterday and the end result.
So I won the coin toss, and didn't have to go to town on errands. My job was to clean the house. So, taking it seriously, I put a rack of ribs on the smoker, opened a beer, and got busy.
Did laundry, dishes, floors, dusted, vacuumed, bathrooms, everything. Hell, I even pulled out the stove, and fridge, and cleaned under, and behind them. Cleaned the oven too. And I gotta say that the son of a bitch who came up with the idea for black appliances must live in a dust free, streak free utopia!
When she comes home, I'm sitting in a chair by the smoker, beer in hand feeling pretty good about myself as well I should, right?
I help bring in the groceries, and stuff, and put it all up, grab another beer and go back to my chair. Sounds like I'm doing prettygood, huh?
Well, not even five minutes later she comes out, and hands me a bottle of Clorox Cleanup, and a paper towel, and tells me I forgot to move the microwave, and wipe the counter under it.
What the hell is wrong with you people?!