Sadly, divorce is not really an option right now
12:05 am
E: I’m out of beer.
Me: And I’m out of milk. Why don’t you get up and get us both more?
E: Why don’t you get up? Geez, your pregnant, it’s not like your paralyzed.
12:05 am
E: I’m out of beer.
Me: And I’m out of milk. Why don’t you get up and get us both more?
E: Why don’t you get up? Geez, your pregnant, it’s not like your paralyzed.
Wow. Did you at least twist his nipple?
Ahem. If divorce is not an option, at least know that those are grounds for a brick to the head.
My mother’s friend used to say, “Men, can’t live with ’em, can’t kill ’em, but you can poke ’em with a fork.” She had a fork framed on the wall as a reminder of this. I say, poke ‘im with a fork.
You may not be able to divorce him, BUT you can put him up for auction/sale on Ebay…along w/the unused table saw that is undoubtedly consuming valuable storage space somewhere at your house!