The USS Freitas is caught in a monthly tempest, but this one is unseasonably violent.
Throw me a life preserver, guys!
S.O.S.!
Go hangout with your neighbor....
I may or may not have a throw away gun for you to borrow.....
if not, "The Bag" has a healthy dose of Roofies, duct tape, portable Tazer and panty hose.
let me know.
i've come across this extremely hot model artist friend on myspace that i could introduce you to........wait does this help or hurt your situation?
Lemme kno :D
Any other women would definitely hurt my situation. Worst time for me to be creeping is when the red rain is falling. The storm is at her most suspicious during this time.
My current strategy is to stand at the helm and take the punishment like a man...just hoping that it all passes soon. I know no other method. I wish I had some other intelligent way to deal with it all.
Thank god its Sunday and she's got to go to work tomorrow.
i will tell you a story my fren, but i must wait til the wifey sleeps tonight...
stand by
Flowers..... flowers always work (pre-soaked in chloroform)
When she goes to sniff, shove her face into them.
or alcohol
for you I mean
Just took Sominex. Hoping she can do no harm if I'm deep in REM. Then again, there have been times in the past when the storm persuaded her to wake me, just so that she can nag me.
Eeeh.
Standing by, Sub. Will be nice to hear from a married veteran of the Crimson Wars.
Great tips, Phenom.
I tried to get her buzzed tonight on two pitchers of Sangria. Worked for a while, but then we met her sister to watch Harry Potter. And that long-ass movie gave her time to sober up.
Foiled!
tricky Muggles!
run
Go to your other gf's house for a couple days and call it a business trip.
FRAT WARNUNG
Ok, go back 16 yrs or so. i meet the girl who has the makings of becoming Mrs. Psyche.
We start dating, things become very serious fast, except there was one hurdle that must be dealt with first.
She, like many women would have bad days due to "TOM's" arrival, and would kindly pass on the unfortunate burden of hell to me. Keep in mind that this was at the beginning of our soon to be life long relationship.
Listen carefully now...i said in a kind, sympathetic manner "FAHK DAT!". i told her "it was total boolshit that women pull that crap just because they had a physiological excuse. Having one's monthly visitor is NOT a "legit excuse" by any means what-so-ever!
Put it this way, a woman can have their "red storm", go out the door to start their day, be happy as a clam, treat others with respect, courtesy, and kindness, but then come home to the one they "love", and unleash teh UNHOLY RATH!?!?!
FAHK DAT! i say to you again.
Now don't get me wrong, when my wife is not feeling well or has a bad day, i am more than willing to be there to support and comfort her. BUT THIS AIN'T DAT!
My mother showed me early on that she could be a pleasant person even though the "rags" were upon us, bless her heart. My sister somehow figured it out too :) So ain't now way in hell was i going to endure that type of crap for the rest of my life.
Problem solved...To this day, the monthly "rain" never means open season on poor hubby's nuts.
LIABILITY RELEASE & WARNING: The writer of this text shall not be held responsible now and forever, should any of it's readers decide to implement any of the aforementioned practices/approaches in their personal lives. Should one exercise these methods, they do so with full knowledge of the risks involved including castration using a dull knife, death from a blunt object, deafening due to siren-like shrill, etc. You have now been warned.
Good Day to you kind sirs of teh HG.
Your advice is going to get some poor sucker killed or at least made to surf the couch for a week.
LOL AT THE RED STORM. FUCK IT. (literally)
or as they say in Japan "Ichigo Poki"
I guess you can figure out what "Choco Poki" is from that
Red river huh? You got to just ride that out and stay away as much as possible.
Silver lining?
FROM THE OG
PatrickFreitas - My girl is Japanese. I don't ever have to worry about dirty cooch.
bahaha
^Lol...taken from the dirty Chinese cooter thread.
My GF's cooch is clean. Its the mind that's soiled.