- Joined
- Mar 24, 2013
I've told her a little about Christian back in the day, but haven't told her about any of the recent stuff like Tomgil, running over Snyder, stuff like that.
The conversation went like this:
Me: So let's have a hypothetical.
Mrs. Dude: OK.
Me: Let's say something happens to me and we're no longer together. For sake of argument let's say I died.
Mrs. Dude: Oh no!
Me: So I'm dead and gone, and you're single again. Enough time has passed that you want to get back out and find another man.
Mrs. Dude: OK.
Me: Now here's the rub; the only guy who wants to date you is fat, balding, doesn't bathe, has no job, dresses like a girl, and lives with his mother in a hoarded house. He also shits himself when he's upset.
Mrs. Dude: Ew! EEWWWWW!!!
Me: What do you do?
Mrs. Dude: Tell him to stay away and strongly consider becoming a lesbian.
Me: A wise choice.
Mrs. Dude: There's someone out there that you know about who fits that exact description, isn't there?
Me: Remember that guy I told you about on the internet? The guy I showed you the videos of him having a singing battle with my friend?
Mrs. Dude: The autistic kid with the fucked up Sonic thing?
Me: Yup.
Mrs. Dude: He SHITS himself?
Me: Yup.
Mrs. Dude: Oh my...why? That's just grody! EW! EEWWWW!!
Me: I know.
Do you ever have conversations with anyone about Chris? How have they gone?
The conversation went like this:
Me: So let's have a hypothetical.
Mrs. Dude: OK.
Me: Let's say something happens to me and we're no longer together. For sake of argument let's say I died.
Mrs. Dude: Oh no!
Me: So I'm dead and gone, and you're single again. Enough time has passed that you want to get back out and find another man.
Mrs. Dude: OK.
Me: Now here's the rub; the only guy who wants to date you is fat, balding, doesn't bathe, has no job, dresses like a girl, and lives with his mother in a hoarded house. He also shits himself when he's upset.
Mrs. Dude: Ew! EEWWWWW!!!
Me: What do you do?
Mrs. Dude: Tell him to stay away and strongly consider becoming a lesbian.
Me: A wise choice.
Mrs. Dude: There's someone out there that you know about who fits that exact description, isn't there?
Me: Remember that guy I told you about on the internet? The guy I showed you the videos of him having a singing battle with my friend?
Mrs. Dude: The autistic kid with the fucked up Sonic thing?
Me: Yup.
Mrs. Dude: He SHITS himself?
Me: Yup.
Mrs. Dude: Oh my...why? That's just grody! EW! EEWWWW!!
Me: I know.
Do you ever have conversations with anyone about Chris? How have they gone?