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Author:
SkeeterRon
Date:
Oct 06, 2010
Subject:
Welcome to my Hell.
Message:
Morning. Yes, no good in this morning, rough evening. VERY rough.. Every there years in my house there is a phenomena that over takes my house for a week. I call it HELL week! This is the week where the three women I live with cycles all merge and converge on me. I truly think it is God’s way of getting back at me for all the wrong I have every done throughout my life to women. Each room I go into, someone is crying about something so trivial. Example: I killed an insect in the kitchen, my daughter who 14 started to cry because I ended a life. “Daddy why couldn’t you just have move him outside” Oh, now it is a “him”, last time it was “KILL IT” I do not want it crawling on me while I am sleeping. I’m the bad guy.. She runs off to her room to cry. The wife hears the commotion and comes to investigate. Why is she crying? I explain. She goes and checks on her. The wife is now crying because her daughter is crying. Some how the killing of a bug reminded both of them of when the cat died 12 years ago. I’m the bad guy. I move off to the safe haven of the man cave. The 16 year old daughter is crying to her friends because her new not yet boy friend because there taking it slow did not talk to her for more than 10min in the hall way in school today. She looks at me, hits me with the pillow and screams “BOYS SUCK”, and runs off to her bedroom. I’m the bad guy. Feeling bad after watching TV for 30 minutes, I go and check on the girls. It would have been better if I let fire ants rip the flesh from my bones! I go up stairs and all three women are crying on MY BED, my first thought “No chance of seeking of to bed”. I try to console them but I ended up being the verbal punching bag for over an hour. All the time the thought running through my head is “I’m swimming in the estrogen ocean and I am drowning” Even the dogs were smart enough to stay down stairs. I did my best to stand my ground and explain why men are from Mars and women are from Venus, in my mind I did the male race proud. I’m the bad guy! I give up and decide its best to cut my losses and go take a shower. While in the shower, the girls are knocking on the door rushing out me because, one needs to pee “Go use my bathroom” I’m the bad guy. One needs her face cleanser and toner, “Go use your sisters” I’m the bad guy. And the wife comes in and starts her nightly ritual to get ready for bed, but it’s to hot an steamy so I ruin the process and how she might get a zit. I’m the bad guy. I am finally able to lay in bed and I close my eyes and all I can hear is sniffling by three women. Welcome to my hell, day two. Pray for me…!
Author:
PECo
Date:
Oct 06, 2010
Subject:
LOL!
Message:
I have only two in my house, but it's easy for me to stay out of their way when needed. It sounds like you need to go fishing for a good long while. :D
Author:
Old Mud
Date:
Oct 06, 2010
Subject:
LMAO !!!!
Message:
LMAO !!! Ron you really ARE the Bad guy. :lol: :lol: :lol: :lol: :lol:
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