Swistle posted a blog about a fight she was having with her husband. Not a big money, religious, life threatening fight, but a fight about MATH that resulted in broken things.
HILARIOUS.
She asked commenters to tell her some of their, "are we seriously about to divorce over this" fights. So I am going to give you Rob and I's two most ridiculous fights that turned nuclear and then I want you to comment and tell me your most ridiculous fights that went from 0-30 in seconds.
Fight 1:
I don't know how we got on the topic but once when I was nine months pregnant with Brandon we some how got on the topic of how much I loved my cat. Since I had only had a cat I couldn't fathom loving anything more then him. He was the love of my life how could I love this kid I didn't know more then my sweet wittle kitty cat? (I was pregnant and hormonal). He was right but I was NOT giving in on this. I went psychotic. Screaming, throwing things. Unplugging his Playstation TWICE. Hiding his keys and just having a full mental break down. To this day I find it hilarious that when Codi was born I actually gave my cat away. I guess I could love something more.
Fight 2:
I had spent all day making ribs. Marinating, and seasoning and baking forever. When we sat down to eat he went and got a giant bowl of fish sauce to dip his ribs in.
I LOST MY SHIT.
How in the fuck could he put my ribs in that nasty garbage shit. Why did I even bother seasoning the if he was just going to cover them in that shit. It was disrespectful and rude of him to do that. This fight was crazy. I was crying, and livid HOW DARE HE cover up all that flavor I had worked to achieve. This went from a fight over food to a cultural fight. His culture dunked food in stupid nasty shit. We didn't talk for two days over the fish sauce. When we finally started talking again he had the nerve to put hot sauce all over something. I wondered if he could even fucking taste what I made with all of that sauce on it. Then he covered something in ketchup and I swear I wanted to walk out.
So...condiments. Condiments are going to end my marriage.
Now tell me....what are your stupid little fights that turn into big huge giant call a divorce lawyer fights????
posted on Jun. 4, 2011
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