So, you guys ever ask a girl with one arm to play X-box with you? How about inviting her to your gym, since she "used to lift"? My favorite so far has been asking her to eat steak...with one fucking hand. Possible? Sure. Comfortable to do around people you barely know? Nope. I am a fucktard for inviting this poor chick to do two-handed shit without considering her situation, but I do it kind of naturally, so I invite her to shit constantly and then 2 seconds after I go home, it hits me why she looks at me like I'm a walking baboon cock and says, "Nah, I have to do something that night." I'm an asshole, but not for the reasons you might think, also known as the Story of my Existence.
Forget that nonsense. You need to double down. Ask her to: Go to swimming practices Dig a fire pit with a shovel Cartwheels "just because!" Drive a stick shift Don't you have a girlfriend? I think you need to trade up for a girl who has a hook hand so when you drop your keys behind a bookshelf or something she can snatch it up easily. When she's not wearing it you can use it as a reach to grab beer on the coffee table without leaning forward. Shit. I think I'm going to go to church now.
I'm so glad I'm self aware enough to understand that my level of responsibility is about commensurate with caring for a Chia Pet.
You have boys, right? I heard girls are cleaner and easier to potty train. I am so glad to have a girl now. You know, until she turns 12 and I have to join the NRA and start carrying guns.
You left out fight-sparring and running an obstacle course. A hook? I might pass. I mean, if she's the kind of person who likes putting things in your bum-bum during "the moment", you may be in for the worst night of your hospitalized life. Of course, you still might get to hit on the redheaded surgical assistant while they're grating your asshole.
I think he has one of each. If I ever procreated I think I would pray for a boy. I bet they are easier in the older years.
If you have a boy, you worry about ONE penis. With a daughter (like me) you get the joy of worrying about EVERY penis.
I would never! It was Seether and Amy Lee -"Broken." Then the Divinyls. Because its a classy tune for wasted girls to sing. I may still be drunkish ...
And if you WERE a daughter, you know the temptation of wanting to sample each and every one. Plus the bitch gene (aka hormones) Yep, boys all the way.
Until she hits puberty and starts bleeding on everything. You'll long for potty training the first time you see the laundry basket full of period-blood-stained panties. Edit: For Christ's sake, I thought Chater fixed the bot problem.
I popped my kareoke cherry with Baby Got Back. If I have one word of kareoke advice for you, it is that you don't know as many words to Baby Got Back as you think you do.
Unlike boys who cover everything in sperm. EVERYTHING. Their socks are rigid, sheets become snow leopard spotted, carpet around the bed or computer sounds like you're stomping on Rice Krispies, everything they touch looks like it is covered in donut glaze. You notice the kleenex budget quadruple. The best idea I ever had was to just jack off into the toilet. BRILLIANT. I also like how you assume any guy here will do the laundry in the family. Gives me a hearty laugh.