I ain’t gots nowhere else to go.
I ain’t gots nowhere else to go.
My wife and I both enjoy teasing / lightly pranking each other. We had to institute a “safe word” to indicate when we’re being serious and not setting up a joke.
(The instigating event for that was right before I introduced her to my grandparents and I really needed to convince her that grandpa was hard of hearing but too proud to wear hearing aids, so she’d have to speak loudly and into his left ear, not his right.)
In 10 years of marriage, we’ve never once violated the trust of the safe word. If one of uses it, the other drops any skepticism and takes it as gospel truth.
I have never been much of a gift-giver. Didn’t grow up in a family that placed much emphasis on birthday or Christmas gifts (because we were poor, not because we were morally enlightened).
Now, I have no kids of my own to buy for and too many nieces/nephews to buy something significant for everyone, so we just don’t. My wife and I either buy what we want on our own or give gifts to each other in the moment rather than waiting for a holiday when we’re ‘supposed’ to.
We are going on a long vacation over the Christmas/New Year period, though. That’ll be nice.
Fucking hell.
Many is the time I’ve gotten halfway through typing a response only to lose interest in my own opinion.
Not for the music video so much, but the song “5 out of 6” by Dessa. Such a great hype song. Cannot walk normal when this is in the earbuds, have to strut.