Alabama thread!

Truth. However the flirty "heyyy"s have gone away with me and my wife. Now the first text I get is "Did you scoop the cat's poop this morning?", ahhhh the romance.

 

If one gets called out for arguing by Scotty, that individual might do some arguing.

Who knew.

 

Ditch the cat.

Revive the “hayyy”

 

I should do that. In fact that cat is notorious for ruining the mood on many occasion. He always jumps on the bed at the most inconvenient times, makes me want to punt him like a football.

 

it just cracks me up when folks argue with me, then say "ugh you argue a lot"

uh....guy....you're arguing with me....

Person 1: provides opinion/makes point
Person 2: disagrees/offers other opinion/point
Person 1: "you argue so much"

 

my girlfriend's cat will bite you if you have your phone on speaker phone. like wtf animal are you trying to get killed?

 

That’s a classic example of Scotty being Scotty

 

I think house cats completely lose all instinct. I know mine is useless, he'd get picked up by a hawk in two seconds if he went outside. Why are we breeding stupid cats?

 

Scotty is Person 2.

Person 1 is an insufferable cocky person that hates when anyone disagrees with them.

 

Are you saying you have never been person 1?

 

I have been for the first line. I have never been person 1's line 2: "ugh you argue so much" "gosh you argue a lot" "ugh I'm so sensitive I can't believe you disagreed with me" "I'm a snowflake"

I EMBRACE the discussion

 

I’ll give you that one

 

folks don't like when you embrace discussion, or disagree with them.

today's society I reckon

 

Yes! Yesterday was my wife's bday. Had her 2 cards from me, a card "from the baby", a card "from the dog", then her presents. Had sushi for dinner(just a local place for a Monday since we are going to Texas de Brazil Friday night for her actual birthday dinner). All was great, had plans to consummate the birthday and everything. Sushi tasted kinda funny but we just thought "meh" it was sushi and continued. That turned into basically 4+ hours of playing paper rock scissors on who had to go to the guest bathroom and who got to stay in the master. Ahh, nothing like getting overly excited on winning paper rock scissors to get to poop in your bathroom of choice only to realize your excitement decided to choose for you. Romance isn't dead people!

 

You sound like an old man.

 

I'm a millennial dawg. Generation of 1981 to 1995. Ballin ass generation.

 

I’d say the majority is.

 

Litter Robot. js

 

Seriously been considering one. Is it as much of a game changer as it sounds?

 

My parents, my wife and I had that happen at Smashburger on 72. I’m not usually one to involve the government but this was bad (both ends) so I called the health department. They closed not long after that.