Every one please gather ’round and form your chairs into a circle. Therapy session is about to begin so sit back, grab a drink and please refrain from lighting up during the meeting…unless it’s reefer and you feel like sharing. Oh, the first lesson of the day is “Don’t Do Drugs”. The second lesson of the day has a little something to do with relationships. I know, it’s hard for you to believe, right? I know I told you I only think on Tuesdays and Thursdays but today was a special day. I had a tiny, extra brain cell from the previous week that I leeched off of. So, you are all in for a ”Tiny Tim” treat and I do mean ‘tiny’. God bless us, everyone.
In between brain farts today, I started to think about some of the main reasons relationships end. I mean, we all know the obvious ones like your boyfriend bitch slapping you because you bought the wrong kind of milk, or your husband sticking his winky in someone else’s stinky or you found out your man likes to take it up the rear, ouchie! …those are the obvious. I wanted to go a ‘tiny’ bit deeper than that and look for some other reasons that people seem to over look. Hell, they might be obvious to you…if they are, just throw me a freaking bone, fancy me and read it anyway for shitz and giggles. Well, minus the shitz…there’s no time for a clean up on aisle 3.
1) Pinky Sware:It’s probably a bad idea to go through a relationship keeping secrets. The constant fear of the other person finding out will eat you alive. Most people save the secrets until right after the honeymoon is over. “Oh honey? One more thing, I used to be a man, babay!”. If you hold all your secrets in and then dump them out later on in the relationship, your partner might walk. I’m not talking about walking to the store, I’m talking about walking out of your life. I’m not saying you need to spill your green beans on the first date because there is a time and place for everything. If you think that someone is not going to accept you because of some dark details, then they are probably not the person for you. If someone proclaims to love you, they will love you even if you did have a penis before, I think. So, if you see that the relationship is moving in a serious direction, it might be time to sit down and have “Story Time”. Oh and after “Story Time” comes “Show-N-Tell”…my favorite part!
2)Infatuation: Oh, I love this phase, this infatuation phase. This is where you the hormones do the talking and the penis does the walking. For example, let’s say you hate inverted nipples. You end up meeting this hot chic/dude that you fall head over heels for. You totally overlook the nipple part. You keep telling yourself that one day they’ll pop out, just like the thermometer on a turkey during Thanksgiving. Eventually, you get settled into the relationship, get comfortable and cozy. The nipples start to aggravated the hell out of you. They weren’t as cute as they were before. You have been bitten by the infatuation bug. Things are so foggy when you are in this stage. Peni looks ten times bigger, boobs look a million times purkier and nipples definitely do not look inverted. Sometimes, as soon as people snap back to reality, they realize the other person is totally wrong for them and end the relationship and say good-bye to the nipples. Damn nipples.
3)In-Laws: Oh yes, some people have ‘those’ in-laws that seem as if they’ve come from the pit of hell. Most of the time it’s the Mother-In-Laws, but Father-In-Laws? You are not exempt from this topic. Some mother’s just can’t seem to keep their tit in the bra. They seemingly continue to force feed their 30 year old children. They stick their honker into business that isn’ t theirs. They manipulate, control and sometimes throw hissy fits when they don’t get their way. Countless relationships have been ruined by the SatanHell-In-Laws. Some of you need to grab your balls or your boobs and stand up to your parents. Don’t let them live your life, unless you are comfortable with being treated like a two year old…if that’s the case, isn’t it time for a diaper change? Read the rest of this entry »