What is wrong with men-or anyone over the age of 12-who can't wipe or control their farts (they brag about them being juicy) and then dirty their skivvies and expect a girlfriend or wife to clean it up? Why dump the crapped-on clothing (and sometimes it does go thru several layers) onto the bathroom or laundry floor and expect the shit genie to clean it up? I don't expect anyone to clean up after me that way. And when they drink too much beer and then explode in the toilet bowl and just leave it? Or they don't check to make sure it all flushes and they leave floaters. Yuck! Double Yuck. I am so done with diaper duty.
So I leave it-and he casually kicks it aside or throws it in the trash. Like I won't see it? I have to do trash pick up too! And kitty litter. I am sick of shit.
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Wow...TMI is the first thing that came to mind. I love the idea of "bitching" about things that bother us but yeah when people start talking about this kindof stuff...hmmmm makes it not so fun anymore. Ewwww
Just keep throwing his underwear away (I mean he is just treating it like toilet paper anyway). Once he runs out of underwear, he will have to go out and get more, right? It is not the best situation (esp. if there is no remorse or whatever...my dad did this all the time but at least he felt bad) but at least he might take the hint.
Ok this is taking the "bitchin" site to an other level. This is just plain nasty.
Apparently it never ends...while it is gross I know what you mean. I am fortunate that my dh doesn't do that. He's very clean about his bathroom habits. Which I am grateful. This one just sounds like a pig.
HaHa, you grossed some people out with that one...I applaud you! I think that this is a very legitimate bitch to be bitching about. Keep up the great work!
Might be gross but it's a fact of life. Your cuddly guy at 20 or 25 (who might still have a mom doing his laundry) will be 75, crippled with arthritis or just crabby, and who will do this? The wife, who does every damn thing without one thanks. You better run while you can!
What kind of hill billy are you married too? Gross!
Holy Crap! Just watch where you're steppin'! Your witch feet might just melt away!! This cracked me. The solution is to take the poor guy to see a doctor - he's obviously having some sphincter problems! hahahaha!!
so leave the guy, you dummy, or continue to tend to your "till death do you part" husband and deal with it!
It will be his death, not mine. I just made him triple his life insurance.
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