| Khall ( @ 2008-04-03 14:39:00 |
| Current mood: | witty |
12 reasons why I'm poly and other cool shit
The Hard Stuff: "He Saw Me Flirt With Another Man!"
"I touched his face and danced with him in an inappropriate way."
So wait. You touched his face? And your husband is furious. And you danced with him in an inappropriate way? Does that mean sexy? And hot? Like, you know, a woman should dance? Because if it does? Your husband in an insecure, sniveling little bitch. I don't really drink. I mean, I'll have a beer with sushi or whatever and once in a while on Christmas eve or something. But, alcohol and I don't agree with each other very well or very often. But seriously? You're swearing off drinking and your husband is making you feel like shit...because you got drunk and touched someone's face and had a fun, meaningless dance with them? And probably were super turned on and wanted to go home and have sex? Wtf. Why would...this even happen?
I mean...okay, I'm poly, I don't really grasp the whole jealousy thing. But...seriously...shouldn't...like, you actually do something before your SO is allowed to get jealous? I mean...either your husband doesn't drink, doesn't flirt, doesn't stare at another woman's chest or ass when she bends over in front of him and hasn't jerked off to porn and therefore pretty much wouldn't recognize fun if it came up and bitch-slapped him with its titty tassles and gave him a lapdance...or he's a hypocritical prude who should never, ever, ever, ever be invited to anything even remotely resembling a party, ever again.
Seriously. I mean, I could even see how he'd be like, "You embarassed me, that wasn't cool, please don't drink so much that you lose control of yourself again." (Of course, if a guy had done it, he'd be sleeping on the couch for a month, but going with the double standard here...) But...really, never drinking again, because your husband was so scarred by this experience that it has severely damaged your marriage? Your husband is kind of a dweeb. Dump his monkey ass and take half his shit. Not like the doofus is doing you any good...and if you took half the stick out of his ass he might actually be worth hanging out with.
Wtf. "I'm never drinking again." Puritan. You're trapped in a loveless marriage with an emasculated human toadstool. Only in this society and culture would your desperate psychological plea for a case of beer and a half rack of football players shock you when it manifests. You know that part in Poltergeist, where the spirits say, "Geeeett Ouuuuutt"? Yeah. Channel them. And then have some spirits and a freaking guilt-free dance or two.
PS. Please note this post is not, in anyway, inspired by
golden_maia or her propensity for dancing with strangers and I did not write the article, fake the letter or use this passive-aggressive methodology to punish her for her generally disturbingly hussy-like behavior. That's not a tear you see.:/
"as well as a movie adaptation of Japanese anime series "Robotech.""
All I have to say is? YES, YES, YES! More, faster!
K.