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things your mate finds funny/interesting/worth paying for that you can’t stand…
I have this friend. Her husband watches wrestling. And Ultimate Fighting Championships. Ok, fine, fine, it’s me. MY husband watches these things. I hate ‘em. Watching men in tights or tight speedos does nothing for me. No, instead, I’d much rather listen to “lesbian music” according to Mr. Flinger. I have this other friend, (no really, I do) whos husband listens to Merilyn Manson. She’s not so in to the satan-gone-rock musician. I sided with her. I mean, men in tights, guys worshiping Satan, come on, y’all. Not really something you want to sit around and condone.
Until I asked Mr. Flinger about Merilyn Manson and he said (and I quote) “He is not a Satan worshiper just because he listens to rock any more than you are a lesbian because you listen to that crap that you do.”
Nice. Ask a question, get an insult back. Feels like a good trade, no?
So I’m not a lesbian, Mr. Flinger is not gay (but he does watch men-on-men sweating in a beating-each-other-up-kind-of-cover-up sordof way) and my friend’s husband does not worship Satan. Tell me, what is your husband not?
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Hubby listens to rap. Hardcore rap. He’s even been known to call into the Sirius rap station and comment *on the air* that, “Oh, New York? Is that that place across the river from Jersey?” He likes to think he’s hardcore ghetto, but when Tookie was executed a while back and he asked me if they’d executed “Shookie?” His cover was blown.
He’s whiter than I am, folks, and I’m verging on PASTY here.
Love him to pieces, though. He always switches the station to “Soul” when I’m in the car with him. Melts my heart, I tell you
My husband is not a asshole. Well really that was all I could come up with!
My husband is not a jackass. (Although he loves the TV show…and Viva La Bam.)
My husband is not completely white trash. (Although he loves NASCAR and any other type of racing that happens to be on TV.)
My husband is not a satanic worshiper or preoccupied with death. (But yes, he does listen to Marilyn Manson and other “death metal” music… much to my HORROR! And his response to me, “It’s just music.” Music, my ass! This is coming from the guy who also thinks that violent video games don’t desensitize kids to real violence. Men!)
And my husband is not a womanizer with a total lack of respect for the female gender. (But like Mari’s husband, he loves Howard Stern. I was so happy to see Howard go to satellite radio where my husband can’t listen!)
And I am not a bitter wife who doesn’t love her husband. (I just like to bitch about his taste in television, music and other “hobbies” as they may be.)
My husband and I are not weirdos who are into s&m, but we like to listen to Nine Inch Nails.
My husband is not normal. He usually only listens to NPR on the radio or listens to scientific nonfiction books on CD. He only likes to watch History Channel or Discovery Channel on TV. No sports, no reality shows, no sitcoms! And he thinks he’s not serious!
Totally off topic, but any update on your blog stalker from B’ham that is NOT me? ;0)
My husband is not in love with Billy Joe Armstrong, but he loves listening to green day so much that I tried to hide his cd.
My husband is not a hairdresser, but he likes to think he is because he cuts his own and J’s hair.
My husband is not a girl, but he cried in that movie with Amanda Bynes (What a girl wants). Ok, he says that the sun was shining in his eyes but com’n.
He would die if you all knew he cried at a teeny-bopper movie!
My husband isn’t gay either. Even though a commercial moved him to not tears.
My husband is not a professional athlete. Although you would think he was… or a proffesional athletes’ agent…
Because. He watches sports center all the DAMN time!
My husband is not a pushover, although he physically CAN NOT tell our son no.
My husband (really) is not accomodating, especially in our queen size bed at night with him in the middle of the bed, our son between us, and either my big butt or big pregnant belly hanging off of the crack of a side that’s left.
My husband is not a hairy Sasquatch, but you would think he is by the amount of dark brown hair in the shower drain.
I have to say one that was already said. My husband is not 12. But he likes video games.
My husband is not a red neck but he can totally get all up in there and communicate with the car mechanic or the cable guy and by the end of the conversation, our shit is fixed at a discount and Shan has learned all about ‘how to have sex and implant a boy baby’, why some guys wife ran off with so and so, and which church is having a revival tonight.
not that all mechanics or cable guys are red…but the ones that we deal with lately seem to be.