With the impending weekend about to land and all the high-jinx that entails, it's odds-on that most of us with other halves are gonna be beaten down, shackled, and cowering in the corner of the dog house at some stage over the next three days. And odds-on for no apparent reason.
As Freud once said,"The great question that has never been answered, and which i have not yet been able to answer, despite my thirty years of research into the feminine soul, is 'What does a woman want?' ". Well you got me Sig-Dawg.
When I say i'm thirsty, it means if anybody in the room has a glass of water i'd love to have a sip.
The comment below says it all.
So if any of you find yourself on the receiving end of this stuff over the weekend, content yourself with knowing that there is no answer to this lunacy, so just sympathise, nod moronically, and hey somewhere along the line she'll probably give you a sweet foot massage if you ask nicely enough.
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