I pay extra for it.

I think, regardless of the relationship, communication is key

which means not JUST listening or speaking a scripted line

it means listening for the purpose of understanding, aknowledging what it is you 'think' you understand(leaving room for clarification), and responding with potential solutions to the issue,,,,,

Let me out, of this car.



Ok, seriously,

Im your queen, your my king.

youre a mess

AWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!!!!!!!!!!! I knew I would grow on ya Honey......

Football on. Now you go away. *Runs out of here before Roberta reads it*

Did you get off this time??!!?!???!
















Well, it is important, very!.....

i look at it this way a man n women start at the same time if she doesnt get off when i do its not my fault

Yes dear...can we..go again!!!!!

DUHHHHHHHHHH!

OMG,

ARE YOU JUST NOW FIGURING THAT OUT!

Than apparently,

you plan on spending your Sundays,

with someone else.

Because, yes,

I go to church on Sundays,

but I also LOVE football



Theres this thing, Sweety, called "TIVO"....................................

Nope. No plans on spending my Sundays with anybody else. Actually, sometimes with the exception of the Superbowl, I usually watch my Steelers alone (can be safer that way).

I don't think it's a coincidence that usually church and football is scheduled for two different times. I remember (when I used to go to church) that if a game WAS scheduled earlier than normal my pastor would let church out early so nobody missed the game.

Other than the fact that I don't have TiVo, recording the game DOESN'T work so well. Here in Steelers country, it's practically IMPOSSIBLE (short of locking yourself in a concrete room with no tv, radio, other people, etc) to avoid having SOMEBODY bringing up how the game went. Watching the game after you already know how it turns out just isn't the same....

i already knew that i was in denial though

You were in a river in Egypt??

De Nile??

When did you go there?

Like you cant record it on a VCR, which I KNOW you have, ya packrat!

Sorry coach, no more push-ups tonight. I think that is six words.