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Wednesday, September 4, 2013

Does Your Woman Eat All the Chocolate Before You Get Home from Work?

This post is in response to Whisk's post, Does Your Man Garbage Pick?  A little clarification.  It was a paper recycling bin.  No rotten bananas, coffee grounds or ROUSs.  Just paper.  Plus she gets excited when I bring them home so why not.

Yesterday I come home, bearing coupon flies I might add, and I thought it would be nice to have a piece of chocolate.  Ivy bought four Dove bars the other day and I had a piece and it was pretty good.  So I said, "I think I'll have a piece of chocolate."

Whisk gets this guilty look.  She tries not to smile, but she usually breaks in a matter of seconds.  "There's none left."

"What?"

"I ate them."

"You ate ate all four bars today?"

"No. Only two."

"What happened to the other two?"

"I ate them yesterday.  You didn't notice."

"You ate all four of them?"

"I was sitting at my computer decorating my blog for Halloween."

I frowned, "That's it, I'm doing a post."
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15 comments:

  1. AnonymousSeptember 4, 2013 at 6:00 PM

    Ha ha ha.

    Did she juice them?

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    1. AnonymousSeptember 4, 2013 at 9:47 PM

      And I say that as respectfully as possible.

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    2. Gothridge ManorSeptember 4, 2013 at 9:58 PM

      Ken I wouldn't know. She ate them all before I got home. I will never know.

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    3. The Happy WhiskSeptember 4, 2013 at 10:07 PM

      Ken: Smartass, no. I didn't juice them. I just snacked while decorating my blog for Halloween. Sadly, I didn't even realize I'd eaten them both.

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    4. AnonymousSeptember 4, 2013 at 11:07 PM

      I always say that it is better to be a smartass than a dumbass. At least if one is going be an ass. Not good to be half- or -hole.

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  2. Digital OrcSeptember 4, 2013 at 7:14 PM

    I posted on Whisk... I HAD to come to the defense of dumpster divers everywhere!

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    1. Gothridge ManorSeptember 4, 2013 at 9:58 PM

      I tell ya, what I do for my wife. Sheesh.

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    2. The Happy WhiskSeptember 4, 2013 at 10:08 PM

      Digital Orc: Nothing wrong with a little dumpster diving.

      Tim: You are the best. Even if you told on me, you big stinker.

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  3. christianSeptember 4, 2013 at 8:25 PM

    Oh, man, I can totally picture you driving home from work, thinking to yourself, "What a long, rotten day. That Dove bar is going to be so good. Yeah! Can't wait!."

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    1. Gothridge ManorSeptember 4, 2013 at 10:00 PM

      Man, when you say it like that I am hearing a hearing a Colbie Caillat song in the background.

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    2. The Happy WhiskSeptember 4, 2013 at 10:09 PM

      christian: Ask him about day one when he was suckin' down his big cold caramel drink at the Barnes cafe. That's when I ate the first bar, right in front of him. Only he didn't notice.

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  4. Ray RousellSeptember 4, 2013 at 10:44 PM

    If its not nailed down in my house the mrs or kids eat the bloody lot!

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  5. Boric GlanduumSeptember 6, 2013 at 2:00 PM

    Whisk, I'm sorry...but I have to side with Tim. Y'see, I have to hide candy in my house, else I suffer a similar fate. I don't really like chocolate, but every so often I get a craving. And when I do, I want to make sure there's some around.

    Chocolatus Interruptus, especially at the end of a BAD DAY, is nigh unto unforgivable.

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