QOTE

For those of you not watching the debate.  Here is the question:

Once a woman becomes a wife, is there a secret class they are whisked away too, that teaches them to move your shit somewhere?  And when you ask where “said shit” is, they are programmed to say, “I don’t know” which leaves you cursing while you look for your “said shit”?

15 Comments

  1. Unstable Isotope

    We come pre-packaged that way.

  2. Mrs. Hotviti

    DV- then stop leaving your “said shit” out

  3. anon

    All my shit is in the basement. Every once in a while I go down there and throw out the stuff that’s dryrotted. It will all be gone soon.

  4. Not Brian

    Go Hotviti!

    That said, I have the same complaint about my wife…

    Pandora- we are not supposed to pick up out shit! That is what our wives are for! And they get demerits for not knowing where we would expect to find it if someone found it!

    🙂

  5. Susan Regis Collins

    Donhoni this reminds me of that bit of George Carlin’s:

    ‘My “stuff” is your “shit”.’…an age old vortex.

  6. Puzzler

    My wife usually knows where my shit is. The information just costs something. I thought that was how it was supposed to be.

    You guys think too much.

  7. Truth Teller

    As a guy who has had my wife picking up my shit for years i find one thing about her she puts it where i can’t find it. However, she has a nack of finding my stuff when i put it away and can’t find it

  8. Ah the disadvantage of being single: I have to blame the evil monkey in my closet when I can’t find my shit.

  9. whispertoo

    According to my wife, my shit just flat-out vanishes, because she hasn’t see it in months.

    Miraculously, I usually then find it on the trash bag on the back porch waiting to go out to the curb.

  10. h.

    You guys HAVE shit?

  11. Correctionalofficer4brady

    We will tell you where “the shit” is – but it will cost you a few sparkly thingies

    ….diamonds are a girls best friends……..

  12. Disbelief

    My wife responds “If you guys could have a thought in your head beyond ‘where’s my next beer’ and the TV sports schedule, you wouldn’t need us to find your ‘shit’.

    My favorite wifal response: “Its where you left it.” Thanks for the help, honey.

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