Once upon a time, a guy asked a girl 'Will you marry me?'

The girl said,'NO!'

And the guy lived happily ever after and rode motorcycles and went fishing and hunting and played golf a lot and drank beer and expensive scotch and had tons of money in the bank and left the toilet seat up and farted whenever he wanted.

The End

Hehe.

and died earlier than if she had said yes : )

she would have died at the same time regardless

> she would have died at the same time regardless
Highly debatable. Childbirth and child raising have been known to seriously affect life expectancy. OK, not so much these days with improved health care (in Australia).

Cheers

I do appreciate you not using my name, David.....

David, I showed this to my wife, and she had a good chuckle. She told me I should have replied with this: "Yeah, I got married and I still do those things!"

Travis, bless your Wife's heart.

Me too but it is usually followed with a slap and then a shopping spree.

Once upon a time, a guy asked a girl 'Will you marry me?'

The girl said,'YES!'

They got married, they got divorced!

The guy lived happily ever after and rode motorcycles and went HIKING, TENKARA FISHING and TRAIL RUNNING a lot and drank beer and expensive scotch and had SOME money in the bank and left the toilet seat up and farted whenever he wanted.

The End

"David, I showed this to my wife, and she had a good chuckle. She told me I should have replied with this: "Yeah, I got married and I still do those things!""

So the story, for Travis, should read:

Once upon a time, a guy asked a girl 'Will you marry me?'

The girl said, 'YES!' (and probably - 'What took you so long!?)

And the guy lived ever after with his wife telling him to tell others that he had her permission to ride motorcycles and go fishing and hunt and play golf a lot and drink beer and expensive scotch etc. etc....

The End

Once upon a time, a guy met a girl on a backpacking trip and later asked the girl 'Will you marry me?'

The girl said,'Yes.'

They got married on a beach. She finished medical residency. They moved to Alaska.

The guy goes hiking, backpacking, fishing, and travels around the USA and the world. The girl goes hiking, backpacking, traveling and rowing. There's money in the bank, craft beers and nice wine in fridge, and ski trails around our 13 acres.

He has, however, learned to put the toilet seat down.

"I want a woman who can wash clothes, cook tasty food, get me beer, butcher a moose, check my trapline and look after my dog. Must have boat and motor. Please send photo. Of the boat and motor."

It has been widely observed that a dog musher needs a truck and a wife.

And they both need to work.

'Nice wine in a fridge'...oh come on...!

"'Nice wine in a fridge'...oh come on...!"

Probably white wine

Nobody works harder than my wife, she dug the foundation for our cottage with a shovel all by herself!

I'd jump in the truck and head to town to go to work, and she would spend part of the day digging. In the evening I'd pickax the spots she had trouble with.

She dug the drain field all by herself too.


It's kind of embarasing when your wife has better caluses on her hands than you do....

What is it with that whole western (I've never heard anyone here ever say that) "put the toilet seat down" thing? I know why it is demanded, but I've often wondered why the women who complain don't think to see why having the toilet seat up might be something the men want, and why what the women want is more important. How often do you hear of men making a "mistake" when the toilet seat is down? Either way, why don't the affected individuals stay more alert and avoid any mishaps? I mean, you don't slam the door shut on your own hand, now, do you? Or step onto a precipice trail with your eyes closed? You watch out for that. And when you see it, all it takes is a small effort to lower the seat, no biggie, same as lifting the seat. Silly and totally picayune gripe.

Now, the "drinking the milk from the container" thing makes a lot more sense...

I'm pxxxed because my wife keeps leaving the toilet seat down

"I'd jump in the truck and head to town to go to work, and she would spend part of the day digging. In the evening I'd pickax the spots she had trouble with.

She dug the drain field all by herself too.


It's kind of embarasing when your wife has better caluses on her hands than you do...."




Gotta love a man who appreciates calluses on a woman's hands!

I always leave the toilet seat down.

I just wish my wife would do the same.

Just remove the toilet seat altogether - like they do in Spain.

Problem solved.