Annoying Things I Do To My Hubby
- I like to pull on his body hair. Particularly, his armpit hair. I do it gently, but it’s still gotta annoy the shit of of him.
- I sniff his feet and complain that they stink. He’s always laughs, “Well then, don’t stick your nose between my toes“. And I’m like, “But I can’t help it!“.
- I call his tighty-whities “panties” or “manties”, almost never just “underwear”, which I think most men probably prefer.
- I yell at him for farting when we’re together in enclosed places, but he’s not allowed to complain if I do. Hey, mine just don’t smell half as rank as his do. He just laughs.
- I kick him really hard when he’s flopping around at night. It’s cruel, I know. But he almost never remembers, so um, that makes it okay, right?
- I poke him in the ribs when he’s being a goofball. He’s obscenely ticklish and hates when I do that. To make matters worse, I try to convince him that he *really does enjoy it*. He always assures me that he *doesn’t*. But I know he’s just in denial.
- I pop his toes if they’re anywhere near me.
- I leave poopy cloth diapers piled up on the bathroom sink for him to clean if April decides to have ultra-active bowels on a particular day. Which is most of the time.
- I make him make all of the phone calls. I hate calling people.
- I complain about the way he blows his nose. But it’s gross- he doesn’t do it like a normal person. He jams a tissue up his nostril and twists it, then throws the disgusting snot rag, boogers clearly evident, into the trash. *barf*
- I blog about his itchy balls and ass crack.
- I constantly get on him to clean his toenails. Guy feet are just nasty.
- I ask him if I can scratch his balls for him when he’s digging at his crotch at night. Then I try to attack them with my fingernails while he fights me off. (Oops, that goes along with number 11…)
- I pop his zits if he doesn’t.
He deserves a seat in heaven just for putting up with his crazy wife. I sure love that amazing man.
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July 20th, 2009 at 3:39 pm
Know how I know we’re related?? I do almost all the same things to Scotty, minus smelling his feet (or even touching them- eew man feet) and farting in an enclosed area… and luckly he doesn’t wear manties, instead I just point at his boxers and say “Penis!” It’s amazing they put up with us
July 20th, 2009 at 4:19 pm
Hahaha! I pull Mike’s body hair too. Leg hair, arm pit hair, anything I can reach. And before we get pictures taken, I tweeze his nose hairs and pull them all out. It’s an hour long ordeal and I usually end up sitting on him to get it done.
July 20th, 2009 at 4:39 pm
I think I do all of those. I don’t smell his feet…eww, or blog about da balls, or complain about manties since he wears boxers, but I do the rest!
July 20th, 2009 at 6:30 pm
I’m totally guilty of 4 and 14 (esp. that one)!!!