Why do women do this? Part 5 (1 Viewer)

My wife asks me what I'm making for dinner. Sometimes she asks me what I want her to bring home from the store to make for dinner.

When I leave town I worry my child will starve or die of Chikfila and pizza.

If she asked me whether I'd like pot roast or hot dogs I'd assume she was about to head to the store unless, somehow, they've started making pot roast in a box and sell it next to the mac and cheese.

(References the best butt thread in his head....)

All of this sounds oddly familiar.... If I don't cook, it's coming out of a box.
 
I've learned that every "yes or no" question is actually a "right or wrong" question - drives me nuts
 
I've learned that every "yes or no" question is actually a "right or wrong" question - drives me nuts

LOL. Bruh, I've been there. And when I recognize the trap, I say, "Ohhhhhhh no. You are NOT getting me with that one. There is CLEARLY a right and a wrong answer here. No thanks."
 
All of this sounds oddly familiar.... If I don't cook, it's coming out of a box.

We got asked to cook dinner for a family of friends with a health problem the other night. My wife asked me to make chicken pot pie and said she would get all the ingredients out so I could get it done quickly after getting home at 4 from work.

I walked in and on the counter was a frozen pie shell, a large can of mixed vegetables, a small can of mushrooms, 2 cans of cream of mushroom soup and a roasted chicken.

I used the chicken. Thank goodness we usually have carrots and onions and peas and stuff in the fridge and even a nice puff pastry for the topping.

I bet she spent 20$ on what probably cost 5 to make using fresh ingredients, flour, butter, and homemade chicken stock.

Heck, the lady just got off of chemo. I'm not giving her cream of chicken soup from a can.:no:
 
I am disappointed in every single one of you.
 
That's because we don't have a plate of fries for you to deny that you want and then eat them anyway.


*grabs pot, places on head, and ducks behind sofa*

Oh, you won't see it comin'.
 
I am disappointed in every single one of you.

You do know that you're helping prove the point here? Find me a woman that's NOT disappointed in men. If it's any consolation, I'd pick you over Blondie any day.
 
You do know that you're helping prove the point here? Find me a woman that's NOT disappointed in men. If it's any consolation, I'd pick you over Blondie any day.

Perhaps. But I am equally disappointed in the women that truly behave this way. Then again, I can buy my own dang fries, ya'll can make your own dang pot roast.
 
See, I wish I had a wife like that. All I get now is...

Me, being the good guy here, probing and taking the opening query

"whats for dinner?"

Her, seemingly laying what could be considered a trap, like a tradoor spider or something

"I dont know, what do you want?"

Me, again defering, then making suggestions

"im flexible, what sounds good to you? hot dogs? pot roast?"

Her, trap laden volley returned.

"I dont know, you pick."

Meaning if I pick hotdogs she aint gonna like it, if I pick pot roast, shes gonna have to wait for it to be cooked, because she aint gonna cook it, I would have to.

facepalm.
 
Perhaps. But I am equally disappointed in the women that truly behave this way. Then again, I can buy my own dang fries, ya'll can make your own dang pot roast.

Why would you be disappointed in me? You can have my fries. I'm fat enough and I'll make my own dang pot roast unless I want to eat tuna casserole with added LeSeur baby peas and crumbled chips every single day.
 
Her: "I'm hungry"

Me: "Okay, what do you want?"

Her: "Anything, I just need to eat something."

Me: "Pizza?"

Her: "No.."

Me: "Chinese?"

Her: "No.."

Me: "La Madeline?"

Her: "No.."

Me: "Well, what are you in the mood for?"

Her: "I don't know, anything. Just not the stuff you said already."

Me: "Okay...how about Mexican?"

Her: "No.."
 
I used the chicken. Thank goodness we usually have carrots and onions and peas and stuff in the fridge and even a nice puff pastry for the topping.

You keep peas in your fridge? Gross.
 

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