yawn

Agreed, I certainly prefer my Thai husband to some neanderthals who think the world revolves around themselves

I resemble that comment.

It's lucky we both live in CM, otherwise the gravitational pull would be unbearable.

yawn

So what item on the list you didn't like, Boo?

The one about PMS?

"PMS is not an excuse to be mean to him. Don’t be short with him or be rude. Nicely tell him you feel bad and you’re much more likely to get what you need."

p.s. I ain't trying to start nothin' - jing jing...

Boon, my old man has my menstrual cycle memorised & knows to stay low, stay quiet & stay far far away and that is what I need

Boon, my old man has my menstrual cycle memorised & knows to stay low, stay quiet & stay far far away and that is what I need

Smart lad

p.s. I ain't trying to start nothin' - jing jing...

That'll be the day

Boon, my old man has my menstrual cycle memorised & knows to stay low, stay quiet & stay far far away and that is what I need

Smart lad

Very, very smart lad. I can be a bit like that, except sometimes during a brain explosion I just say to 'her indoors' "well, it's pointless talking to you about this now" Mrs Chuchuk "WHY"

Me: "you have your period face on"

Exit stage left...........

LOL, period face, that is such a bloke thing to say

Feed me chocolate and I'm fine.

I feed my wife chocolate and wine - works fine every time.

She say's 'darling, you are too good to me' and I say, 'no darling, you deserve it!'.

To this day (and we've been married 16 years) she doesn't see through me, she thinks I'm serious!!!

Men Versus Women

For sbk & Boo - a tale that illustrates the difference between the thought processes of men and women.

The Differences Between Men and Women

Let's say a guy named Roger is attracted to a woman named

Elaine. He asks her out to a movie; she accepts; they have a

pretty good time. A few nights later he asks her out to dinner,

and again they enjoy themselves.

They continue to see each other regularly, and after a while

neither one of them is seeing anybody else.

One evening when they're driving home, a thought

occurs to Elaine, and, without really thinking, she says it

aloud: "Roger, do you realize that, as of tonight, we've been

seeing each other for exactly six months?"

And then there is silence in the car. To Elaine, it seems like a

very loud silence. She thinks to herself: Geez, I wonder if it

bothers him that I said that. Maybe he's been feeling confined by

our relationship; maybe he thinks I'm trying to push him into

some kind of obligation that he doesn't want, or isn't sure of.

And Roger is thinking: Gosh. Six months.

And Elaine is thinking: But, hey, I'm not so sure I want this

kind of relationship, either. Sometimes I wish I had a little

more space, so I'd have time to think about whether I really want

us to keep going the way we are, moving steadily toward ...I

mean, where are we going? Are we just going to keep seeing each

other at this level of intimacy? Are we heading toward marriage?

Toward children? Toward a lifetime together? Am I ready for that

level of commitment? Do I really even know this person?

And Roger is thinking: ...so that means it was ...let's see

...February when we started going out, which was right after I

had the car at the dealer's, which means ...lemme check the

odometer ...Whoa! I am way overdue for an oil change here...

And Elaine is thinking: He's upset. I can see it on his face.

Maybe I'm reading this completely wrong. Maybe he wants more from

our relationship, more intimacy, more commitment; maybe he has

sensed -- even before I sensed it -- that I was feeling some

reservations. Yes, I bet that's it. That's why he's so reluctant

to say anything about his own feelings. He's afraid of being

rejected.

And Roger is thinking: And I'm gonna have them look at the

transmission again. I don't care what those morons say, it's

still not shifting right. And they better not try to blame it on

the cold weather this time. What cold weather? It's 87 degrees

out, and this thing is shifting like a goddamn garbage truck, and

I paid those incompetent thieves $600.

And Elaine is thinking: He's angry. And I don't blame him. I'd be

angry, too. God, I feel so guilty, putting him through this, but

I can't help the way I feel. I'm just not sure.

And Roger is thinking: They'll probably say it's only a 90-day

warranty. That's exactly what they're gonna say, the scumballs.

And Elaine is thinking: Maybe I'm just too idealistic, waiting

for a knight to come riding up on his white horse, when I'm

sitting right next to a perfectly good person, a person I enjoy

being with, a person I truly do care about, a person who seems to

truly care about me. A person who is in pain because of my

self-centered, schoolgirl romantic fantasy.

And Roger is thinking: Warranty? They want a warranty I'll give

them a ###### warranty. I'll take their warranty and stick it right

up their ....

"Roger," Elaine says aloud.

"What?" asks Roger, startled.

"Please don't torture yourself like this," she says, her eyes

beginning to brim with tears. "Maybe I should never have ...Oh

God, I feel so....." (She breaks down, sobbing.)

"What?" says Roger, totally perplexed.

"I'm such a fool," Elaine sobs. "I mean, I know there's no

knight. I really know that. It's silly. There's no knight, and

there's no horse."

"There's no horse?" says Roger.

"You think I'm a fool, don't you?" Elaine says.

"No!" says Roger, glad to finally know the correct answer.

"It's just that ...It's that I ...I need some time," Elaine says.

(There is a 15-second pause while Roger, thinking as fast as he

can, tries to come up with a safe response. Finally he comes up

with one that he thinks might work.) "Yes," he says.

(Elaine, deeply moved, touches his hand.) "Oh, Roger, do you

really feel that way?" she says.

"What way?" says Roger.

"That way about time," says Elaine.

"Oh," says Roger. Still hoping he's on the right track he

responds, "Yes."

(Elaine turns to face him and gazes deeply into his eyes, causing

him to become very nervous about what she might say next,

especially if it involves a horse. At last she speaks.)

"Thank you, Roger," Elaine says.

"Thank you," says Roger.

Then he takes her home, and she lies on her bed, a conflicted,

tortured soul, and weeps until dawn, whereas when Roger gets back

to his place, he opens a bag of Doritos, turns on the TV, and

immediately becomes deeply involved in a rerun of a tennis match

between two Czechoslovakians he never heard of. A tiny voice in

the far recesses of his mind tells him that something major was

going on back there in the car, but he is pretty sure there is no

way he would ever understand what, and so he figures it's better

if he doesn't think about it. (This is also Roger's policy

regarding world hunger.)

The next day Elaine will call her closest friend, or perhaps two

of them, and they will talk about this situation for six straight

hours. In painstaking detail, they will analyze everything she

said and everything he said, going over it time and time again,

exploring every word, expression, and gesture for nuances of

meaning, considering every possible ramification. They will

continue to discuss this subject, off and on, for weeks, maybe

months, never reaching any definite conclusions, but never

getting bored with it, either.

Meanwhile, Roger, while playing racquetball one day with a mutual

friend of his and Elaine's, will pause just before serving,

frown, and ask: "Norm, did Elaine ever own a horse?"

:D

Classic, Boon.

this is pinned to my office wall, just in case anyone didn't realise

Thanks for reminding me why I live in Thailand

Yeah, and thanks for reminding us why we want you to stay there.

By the way Boon, that Roger and Elaine scenario was hilarious!!!

UCLA Study

A study conducted by UCLA's Department of Psychiatry has revealed that

the kind of face a woman finds attractive on a man can differ depending

on where she is in her monthly cycle.

For example, If she is ovulating, she is attracted to men with rugged

and masculine features.

However, if she is menstruating, or menopausal, she tends to be more

attracted to a man with scissors lodged in his temple and a bat jammed

up his ass while he is on fire. No further studies are expected.