Friday, February 6, 2009

And That's How the Fight Started...

Hey there. We've all had em, an instance where we got into it with our significant other because of something we said or did. Sometimes, it was an innocent mistake with nothing malicious intended. Other times, it's our smart ass attitudes. Well, below are a few of those smart ass attitude times. Enjoy.


One year, a husband decided to buy his mother in law a cemetery plot as a Christmas gift. The next year, he didn't buy her a gift. When she asked him why, he replied, "Well, you still haven't used the gift I bought you last year!" And that's how the fight started...

My wife walked into the den and asked, "What's on the TV?" I replied, "Dust." And that's how the fight started...

A woman is standing nude, looking into the bedroom mirror. She is not happy with what she sees and says to her husband, "I feel horrible. I look old, fat, and ugly. I really need you to pay me a compliment right now." The husband replies, "Your eyesight is damn near perfect." And that's how the fight started...

My wife was hinting about what she wanted for our upcoming anniversary. She said, "I want something shiny. Something that goes from 0 to 200 in about 3 seconds. I bought her a scale. And that's how the fight started...

I asked my wife, "Where do you want to go for our anniversary?" It warmed my heart to see her face melt in sweet appreciation. "Somewhere I haven't been in a long time", she said. So I suggested, "How about the kitchen?" And that's how the fight started...

My wife and I were watching Who Wants to be a Millionaire while we were in bed. I turned to her and said, "Do you want to have sex?" "No.", she answered. I then said, "Is that your final answer?" She didn't even look at me this time, saying, "Yes." So I said, "Then I'd like to phone a friend." And that's how the fight started...

I tried to talk my wife into buying a case of Miller Lite for $14.95. Instead, she bought a jar of cold cream for $7.95. I told her the beer would make her look better at night than the cold cream. And that's when the fight started...

I took my wife to a restaurant. The waiter, for whatever reason, took my order first. "I'll have the strip steak, medium rare, please." He said, "Aren't you worried about the mad cow?" "Nah.", I said, "She can order for herself." And that's when the fight started...

1 comments:

Post a Comment