My husband, the st*t stirrer
Today, my husband tells me he wants to randomly show up to BM's and perform a 'health and welfare' check on SS. He wants to show up, demand to see SS to make sure he's ok, demand to see the house, and demand an accounting of how his CS is being spent. I have no idea how he expected me to react to this news, but you could just see his ego deflate when I looked at him like he had an obvious mental disorder, told him he can't do that, then went back to Candy Crush. He tried to push the issue with me a bit.
Husb: Yyeah, you're right, but wouldn't it be awesome if I could?
Me: No. You just like to go down there and start shit for no reason. You know BM has all the power in this, but you just *can't* seem to keep yourself from pissing her off.
*sigh*
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Yeah... it'll be awesome too
Yeah... it'll be awesome too when I show up at the local jail just to tell you I'm NOT bailing you out.
Hahahaha! That would be
Hahahaha!
That would be hilarious, but I'm pretty sure he knows *I* wouldn't and use his phone call for MIL. In *her* eyes, he can do no wrong.
that would go over like a
:jawdrop: that would go over like a cheesesteak at a vegan restaurant
"but you could just see his
"but you could just see his ego deflate when I looked at him like he had an obvious mental disorder, told him he can't do that, then went back to Candy Crush."
I think I love you for that sentence!! You are AWESOME!!
Oh, thanks! The hubs hates it
Oh, thanks!
The hubs hates it when I dismiss his idiocy.
The best he could do, if he
The best he could do, if he TRULY had a concern, was call the police and have THEM do a wellness check.
Other than that, dream away, buddy.
No, there's no actual
No, there's no actual concern. Husb just wants to throw his weight around. He keeps forgetting he doesn't have any to throw.