spongy
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Seriously - ignoring your woefully wrong trolling attempts - what do you suggest a real man does if his little lady dares have a sulk?
Tell her to STFU?
Give her a slap?
Help us out here.
Who said he has a lady
Seriously - ignoring your woefully wrong trolling attempts - what do you suggest a real man does if his little lady dares have a sulk?
Tell her to STFU?
Give her a slap?
Help us out here.
Good grief man!
Rule no1 in a supermarket when shopping as a couple is to push the trolley but always follow about 5ft behind and stop at a suitable distance when she does so she can just place whatever it is into said trolley without looking. It also helps to not run over her heels with the trolley when she suddenly stops without warning because that tin of super-food beans that she doesn't know she wanted is there....
Never EVER lead the way, otherwise you never know when she's stopped and have to do a full about-turn in a cramped aisle so you can be close enough to her to place said cotton buds without moving.....
If she's anything like my Mrs the list is written in the order that she walks the aisles. Going the "other" way leads to the exact reason this thread is for....
Excellent wriggling EP. How did you explained the semen stained Lycra shorts she found then ?
Had a good one today. Apparently I was pushing the trolly the "wrong" way around the supermarket.
Who knew!!!?
We’ve all ‘tried’ to take our good ladies up the wrong aisle Macca, but it normally ends in trouble.
Good grief man!
Rule no1 in a supermarket when shopping as a couple is to push the trolley but always follow about 5ft behind and stop at a suitable distance when she does so she can just place whatever it is into said trolley without looking. It also helps to not run over her heels with the trolley when she suddenly stops without warning because that tin of super-food beans that she doesn't know she wanted is there....
Never EVER lead the way, otherwise you never know when she's stopped and have to do a full about-turn in a cramped aisle so you can be close enough to her to place said cotton buds without moving.....
If she's anything like my Mrs the list is written in the order that she walks the aisles. Going the "other" way leads to the exact reason this thread is for....
There was me thinking this was a light hearted thread
Not sure we have had a row tbh.
D18E
It really is a very sharp almost 180deg turn and you must be in the right hand lane to be able to take it. I believe it is signed Le Mans or Alencon but can't swear to it.
You drive through an industrial estate but it is still two lanes either way. The railway lines are on the right as you head west.
We now avoid Rouen altogether, because the A28 and A11 toll charges got expensive so we branch off onto the A29 to Le Havre, then onto Caen and St Malo before heading south. It's only 5.90 to cross the Port de Normandie, so we save loads. Our journey time is only 30 mins longer to the Vendee.
We discovered the A29 Le Havre route when Rouen was doing repairs to the tunnel on the hill and the whole road was closed.
what "thing i have of pretending i know about posters lives " im not aware of it , ive been told stuff about you by people who know you , ill leave it at that.
That didn't make you sound dodgy in the slightest. Not at all.
Never got my head around this one - out golfing, txt the Mrs at 5pm saying I'd be home by 7.30pm. Walked through the door at 7pm and got a rocket for being "early" as she had worked things out for me to come in at 7pm!!!
I was off work, very unwell, and when my now ex girlfriend came home from work, she laid in to me about not hoovering during the day. The pointless argument escalated so badly that she gave me a black eye, broke my nose, split my lip and punched me so hard that the glasses I was wearing ended up in a different room to me.
Suffice to say, I promptly got out of that loving relationship.
Wow. You come across as a decent bloke aswell. Maybe to much Netflix ? If you ever in Brighton pre match i'm happy to meet up for a beer
Quite simple solution...never, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever go to a supermarket with your other half.Ahh, supermarkets. Always such rich pickings for an argument.