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Showing posts with label Sherlock Holmes. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Sherlock Holmes. Show all posts

Friday, November 1, 2013

I Don't Get It.


M: The look on Sherlock's face is like J. when I'm excited about a new book or me when he's excited about a video game tournament. Sometimes, no matter how much you love someone, their hobbies are just weird.

L: Haha, isn't marriage great? It's funny how we can all relate to this picture. I think I actually made this face as Rusty expressed his nerd-erific excitement over the new Grand Theft Auto. Then again, he totally gets this look when I show off my kick ass crochet project.


Tuesday, October 22, 2013

How to Compromise



M: For you single ladies and fellas out there, let me tell you a little secret. There comes a point in any long-term co-habitation - be it roommates, partners or marriage - when you start doing this. Now, you're probably thinking, "aw, that's so sad." Before you rush to judgment, consider this. You want to watch Jaws tonight. Your partner/roommate/husband/wife/boyfriend/girlfriend/pet cactus wants to watch "real" entertainment, like some boring-ass foreign film where everyone fucks each other in another language and then dies. Once you've got the hang of this quirk, you'll know exactly when to put forth the Jaws idea so your house mate will agree with you, and even though they're not actually listening, it's still binding. Many a difficult compromise has been made in this manner. This is 98% of what marriage counselors teach you. You're welcome.

L: Who needs a fucking marriage counselor when you have Em?! Seriously though, if 8 years of marriage has taught me anything it's that I'm an awful listener and end up agreeing to shit I would normally never want to do. Moral of the story? Pay attention, even when you don't want to (which will be 99% of the time) cause there'll be a time when you'll hypothetically end up agreeing to put something somewhere by the end of the night.

Monday, October 14, 2013

Everyone Should Get to Feel Like a Rock Star At Least Once.


M: Having that awesome, once in a lifetime Jimi Hendrix moment where you burn your instrument doesn't work out as well when you play the piano. Trust me.

L: And it sure as hell doesn't work when you don't play any instruments. I mean, I suppose I could burn my yarn and crochet hook. Yeah, that's totally fucking rock-star!