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You know you have been with someone too long when - Relationship observations.
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Sean Cold Wrote:You know you have been with someone for a long fuckin time when..................

......as a man, you actualy remember to put the toilet seat down.

......you start thinking the the Lifetime movies aren't really all that bad.

......when you hate his/her mother more than you hate your own.

......your weekends "big" plans are dinner and a movie with some "quality" time as a night cap instead of spending all day Sunday trying to rember what shit you got into on Friday & Saturday.

......When you cave in and decide that every room doesn't need black furinature and that pastel will liven shit up.

......when Hot Pockets or a tv dinner doesn't seem like a good idea for dinner after all.

.......Monday Night foot what? I watched Ally McBeal.
OK, now that's just fucking sad Sean. Did you spy on me when I was married or what??

I ALWAYS pud down the toilet seat. Even if I go to a guys house, and it was up before I started going. I'll still put it down.

She ALWAYS used to make my ass watch Lifetime. And I fucking hated it. All those shows about rape, or retards, or missing children, or kidnapping, then raping retards children. Fuckin useless channel. I used to get her back by making her watch OLN and Speedvision. Yeah, that went over like a lead balloon.

I ALWAYS hated her mother. She did too.

Wait, so you mean you actually are allowed to go out alone when you're married? I never knew. I thought EVERY night was that "quality" time.

She allowed me to decorate the kitchen. It was black and silver. That's where letting me pick out the designs ended.

I never at hot pockets much, but she couldnt cook. So it was whatever I felt like making. Well ok, thats a lie. It's whatever she TOLD me to make.

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