Wait, is this a classic bait and switch?
The wife and I have an arrangement where, when we’re at that point all couples eventually reach, when you’re both totally sick of arguing but still super angry at each other and neither is willing to concede defeat, that we’re allowed to hit each other.
It adds up to a nice little smack, but can’t cause any real damage (a worry for me since I’m, literally, twice my wife’s size and love her very, very much). It always works for calming us both down. You get the catharsis of delivering a blow, and receive one of your own to remind you that it hurts.
It’s a rarely invoked situation, and comes with a few rules.
- You must stand feet together, facing each other.
- No twisting at the waist or reaching past your shoulder to wind up.
- Fingertips only. No striking with palms allowed.
- Aim for cheek only.
It adds up to a nice little smack, but can’t cause any real damage (a worry for me since I’m, literally, twice my wife’s size and love her very, very much). It always works for calming us both down. You get the catharsis of delivering a blow, and receive one of your own to remind you that it hurts.
I’m not recommending this for other couples. Far from it.
We’ve got a very unique take on how to build a successful relationship and while what we do has worked for a decade and a half I suspect it’d be a bit much for normal people.
Anyway, this is all a very strange and round-a-bout way of asking a simple question- have you seen the Dane clip Surfer’s Journal posted today?
Shot by Kai Neville, edited by Dane, himself, it’s three-and-a-half minutes of pure splendor.
I suspect that Dane and Courtney have a weird relationship, something along the lines of the wife and me. I think you need to, if you’re going to meet young and stick together for the duration.
People change a lot over the years, to assume the person you fell in love with will remain in stasis for the rest of their life is naive. And when you’re both creative people, you’ve gotta make allowances for the neuroses that generate that type of personality.
Did you know that we both have French Bulldogs?
Ours is named Mr. Eugene Victor Debs. He’s pure fucking awesome, though no where near calm enough to pose for adorable pictures.
And he won’t take a shit if someone is watching him.
Which I understand. I’ve had to explain to my wife, on multiple occasions, that I feel the same way.
Like, at the very least don’t make eye contact, honey.
So basically. Wardo can’t handle his piss… .i know cos I can’t either
Alcohol is fucked up if you stop and look at it from the outside…have a nice day ..
I had a cat named Eugene Victor Debs. I got him off of Craigslist to keep another cat company (side note cats don’t need company), but he turned out to be way more bad ass than the first cat. His name when I got him was Prince, but I knew immediately he was a cat of the people:
“While there is a lower class, I am in it, while there is a criminal element, I am of it, and while there is a soul in prison, I am not free.”
Anyway Gene, as I called him would fetch koozies from around my apartment and meow incessantly at me until I awoke and acknowledged his fine work. Of course my apartment, which was in the hood, was broken into, and Gene had the good sense to run away. He lived on the streets of the 3rd Ward in Houston for two weeks (surviving off of fried chicken bones and rats I presume) and came back like a champ. The rest of his life was spent hunting mice and birds near the beach. In short nice name for your dog Rory, and best of luck with the hitting thing.
next week— chris ward goes to church to repent his sins, but later that night, finds daughter malia bumping tacos with santa cruz lesbians
It’s fuckin’ laughable that you consider yourselves journalists and spell the word DEFENSE wrong in the title of this article. Inertia-like
Watch your fucking mouth, guy! In no way, shape, or form do I consider myself a journalist!
Anyway, that’s the Brit spelling of the word. They spell all sorts of words wrong, like colour and analyse and paedophile.
I did spell it with an “s,” originally. I’m assuming Derek switched it to the Queen’s English for some reason. Probably because he’s Australian and his spell check said that “defense” is wrong.
classic!
Do you fly the Stars “n” Stripes out on the front lawn?
Nah but you do now
It’s fuckin’ laughable to read this site without an appreciation of irony, at least a modicum of respect for Matt Warshaw, and little to no regard for the hypersensitivities of the surfing industrial complex and the egos of its emissaries. The whole z/s and c/s thing is merely a distraction.
It’s king of the castle not queen. I have been married for 10 plus years as well and, yeah people change. What doesn’t change is I wear the cock around these here pride lands. Old school? Yeah, so what?!? You need to musk up, remark your turf, and shit with the door open! All joking aside, I sort of can get with the slappy thing. Does it lead it rougher sex?