My wife doesn't move my shit. She knows better, because I'll move her shit to some obscure place out of spite. If it's in the way, she tells me, and I'll move it.
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My wife wears the pants in the family: she hides my stuff she hates. How to stop her?
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Mine only does it to me after asking me a ton not to put something in a certain spot. Then she puts it up somewhere high (she is taller than me). I will ask where that something went and she will start laughing. I get the stool out and go find it. lol
As payback, I always make sure I wake her up in the mornings when she does this.
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Originally posted by mustangguy289 View PostMine only does it to me after asking me a ton not to put something in a certain spot. Then she puts it up somewhere high (she is taller than me). I will ask where that something went and she will start laughing. I get the stool out and go find it. lol
As payback, I always make sure I wake her up in the mornings when she does this.
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Originally posted by DOHCTR View PostShit I don't know about that one. I have a girlfriend now who is pretty cool. When she stays over I come home from work and my bed is made, my house is clean as fuck, and my dishes are done. I could live with that (five or six years down the road).Originally posted by Nash B.Damn, man. Sorry to hear that. If it'll cheer you up, Geor swallows. And even if it doesn't cheer you up, it cheers him up.
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Originally posted by DOHCTR View PostShit I don't know about that one. I have a girlfriend now who is pretty cool. When she stays over I come home from work and my bed is made, my house is clean as fuck, and my dishes are done. I could live with that (five or six years down the road).
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