The things you argue about.

[BANGKOK RED]

This guy has it quite rough, but we all have a good and completely pointless row from time to time.

http://www.mil-millington.com/

For example:

Margret flooded the kitchen last week. Turned the taps on, put the plug in the sink, and utterly forgot about it (because she'd come upstairs and we'd got involved in an unrelated argument). She goes back downstairs, opens the door and - whoosh - it's Sea World. The interesting thing about this is, if I'd flooded the kitchen, it would have been a bellowing, 'You've flooded the kitchen, you idiot!' and then she'd have done that thing where I curl up in a ball, trying to protect my head, and she kicks me repeatedly in the kidneys. As it was, however, there's a shout, I run downstairs and stand for a beat in the doorway - taking in the scene, waves lapping gently at my ankles - and she turns round and roars, 'Well, help me then - can't you see I've flooded the kitchen,  you idiot?'

[BANGKOK RED]

I feel for this brother on this one:

Margret doesn't like to watch films on the TV. No, hold on - let me make sure you've got the inflection here: Margret doesn't like to watch films on the TV. She says she does, but years of bitter experience have proven that what she actually wants is to sit by me while I narrate the entire bleeding film to her. 'Who's she?', 'Why did he get shot?', 'I thought that one was on their side?', 'Is that a bomb' - 'JUST WATCH IT! IN THE NAME OF GOD, JUST WATCH IT!' The hellish mirror-image of this is when she furnishes me, deaf to my pleading, with her commentary. Chair-clawing suspense being assaulted mercilessly from behind by such interjections as, 'Hey! Look! They're the cushions we've got.', 'Isn't she the one who does that tampon advert?' and, on one famous occasion, 'Oh, I've seen this - he gets killed at the end.'

[Rich Pullen]

Lordy, me too.

[ibelieveinmrreeves]

Tis a very good read, that site.

[BANGKOK RED]

I have found myself here:

Our sink is blue and we're not talking about it. It happened over a week ago; I was leaning over the sink, brushing my teeth, when I noticed that there was a sort of lazuline patina that had seeped over most of the surface. Margret hasn't mentioned anything about this. Why she hasn't is that she's obviously tried to clean the sink with, well, I don't know, some fluid used for stripping entrenched cerriped colonies from the hulls of submarines or something (they were probably offering three bottles of the stuff for the price of two at Aldi). She is waiting for me to mention it. But I am a wily fox, and will be doing nothing of the sort. I'm no wet-behind-the-ears, naive youth anymore, not by a looooong way, and I can perfectly see the spiked pit the seemingly innocent words, 'Did you know the sink's blue' are covering. It would go - precisely - like this:
Me: Did you know the sink's blue?
Margret: Yes. I did. I used a jungle exfoliant produced by the Taiwanese military to clean it, and it discoloured the surface.
Me: Oooooooo. K.
Margret: Well maybe, just maybe, if you cleaned the sink once in a while...
You see what she did there? Now I'm facing a whole day of 'When did you last...?' Well, not this canny fellow - not this time, my friends.
Our sink is blue and we're not talking about it.

I think it takes some experience to get to this point, and I have been there. The biting of the tongue because you know that it is impossible to win regardless, no matter how much it may piss you off, I have been there.

[herthab]

He sounds like a pussy-whipped tosser to me.

Grow a pair and tell her to shut the fuck up.

[ibelieveinmrreeves]

Yeah, thats right Steve, he should just be all like "The fuck up, woman!"

[herthab]

Obviously I missed out the word 'shut' which I will now rectify, making your post redundant.

Good day sir.

[ibelieveinmrreeves]

Thankfully there is evidence of your original mistake, the 'Last Edit' scar betrays some hideous and embarrassing faux pas which you'd rather everyone not see.

Tis a good day indeed, sir.

[herthab]

If indeed my mistake was of a hideous, or hugely embarrassing nature, why would I have admitted my guilt in my very next post?

You sir are a cad and a bounder.

Good day to you!

[BANGKOK RED]

The fuck up, the both of you.

[ibelieveinmrreeves]

I don't know, why did you go back and edit your post? To make me look stupid?

Well, thank you for your concern but I'm quite capable of doing that for myself.

(but seriously, its a lush day out. Bout time too)

[jayohaitchenn]

He sounds like a pussy-whipped tosser to me.

Grow a pair and tell her to shut the fuck up.

speaketh the single man.

[herthab]

speaketh the single man.

Single no more my trampy looking friend. (Well at least not at the moment. But give it time...)