Everything I needed to know in life I learned from the Burbs

I learned that marrying the wrong woman can be worse than chewing broken glass.
 
<span class="postlistquotedtext"><blockquote>quote:<center><hr width="100%"/></center>Kris Klopek wrote:

I learned that marrying the wrong woman can be worse than chewing broken glass.<center><hr width="100%"/></center></blockquote></span>

...Although, to be fair, spending THAT much time with anyone would make you want to chew broken glass (she said after having to withstand living with her best friend/ex-ish boyfriend-ish for three weeks in between apartments). What I took away from that relationship was the value of me time. :)
 
<span class="postlistquotedtext"><blockquote>quote:<center><hr width="100%"/></center>DemonPrincess wrote:

<span class="postlistquotedtext"><blockquote>quote:<center><hr width="100%"/></center>Kris Klopek wrote:

I learned that marrying the wrong woman can be worse than chewing broken glass.<center><hr width="100%"/></center></blockquote></span>

...Although, to be fair, spending THAT much time with anyone would make you want to chew broken glass (she said after having to withstand living with her best friend/ex-ish boyfriend-ish for three weeks in between apartments). What I took away from that relationship was the value of me time. :)<center><hr width="100%"/></center></blockquote></span>

That sounds like an interesting 3 weeks! If if wasn't such a personal subject I'd request one of your little essays about it :)
 
<span class="postlistquotedtext"><blockquote>quote:<center><hr width="100%"/></center>Kris Klopek wrote:

<span class="postlistquotedtext"><blockquote>quote:<center><hr width="100%"/></center>DemonPrincess wrote:

<span class="postlistquotedtext"><blockquote>quote:<center><hr width="100%"/></center>Kris Klopek wrote:

I learned that marrying the wrong woman can be worse than chewing broken glass.<center><hr width="100%"/></center></blockquote></span>

...Although, to be fair, spending THAT much time with anyone would make you want to chew broken glass (she said after having to withstand living with her best friend/ex-ish boyfriend-ish for three weeks in between apartments). What I took away from that relationship was the value of me time. :)<center><hr width="100%"/></center></blockquote></span>

That sounds like an interesting 3 weeks! If if wasn't such a personal subject I'd request one of your little essays about it :)
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At one point, after a few beers, I may have shouted "THIS APARTMENT IS WHERE HAPPINESS GOES TO DIE". It was...yeah, interesting.
 
<span class="postlistquotedtext"><blockquote>quote:<center><hr width="100%"/></center>DemonPrincess wrote:

<span class="postlistquotedtext"><blockquote>quote:<center><hr width="100%"/></center>Kris Klopek wrote:

<span class="postlistquotedtext"><blockquote>quote:<center><hr width="100%"/></center>DemonPrincess wrote:

<span class="postlistquotedtext"><blockquote>quote:<center><hr width="100%"/></center>Kris Klopek wrote:

I learned that marrying the wrong woman can be worse than chewing broken glass.<center><hr width="100%"/></center></blockquote></span>

...Although, to be fair, spending THAT much time with anyone would make you want to chew broken glass (she said after having to withstand living with her best friend/ex-ish boyfriend-ish for three weeks in between apartments). What I took away from that relationship was the value of me time. :)<center><hr width="100%"/></center></blockquote></span>

That sounds like an interesting 3 weeks! If if wasn't such a personal subject I'd request one of your little essays about it :)
<center><hr width="100%"/></center></blockquote></span>

At one point, after a few beers, I may have shouted "THIS APARTMENT IS WHERE HAPPINESS GOES TO DIE". It was...yeah, interesting.
<center><hr width="100%"/></center></blockquote></span>

Then thank God you're out! Are you fully recovered? Sounds like you may need to watch The Burbs...

 
<span class="postlistquotedtext"><blockquote>quote:<center><hr width="100%"/></center>Kris Klopek wrote:

<span class="postlistquotedtext"><blockquote>quote:<center><hr width="100%"/></center>DemonPrincess wrote:

<span class="postlistquotedtext"><blockquote>quote:<center><hr width="100%"/></center>Kris Klopek wrote:

<span class="postlistquotedtext"><blockquote>quote:<center><hr width="100%"/></center>DemonPrincess wrote:

<span class="postlistquotedtext"><blockquote>quote:<center><hr width="100%"/></center>Kris Klopek wrote:

I learned that marrying the wrong woman can be worse than chewing broken glass.<center><hr width="100%"/></center></blockquote></span>

...Although, to be fair, spending THAT much time with anyone would make you want to chew broken glass (she said after having to withstand living with her best friend/ex-ish boyfriend-ish for three weeks in between apartments). What I took away from that relationship was the value of me time. :)<center><hr width="100%"/></center></blockquote></span>

That sounds like an interesting 3 weeks! If if wasn't such a personal subject I'd request one of your little essays about it :)
<center><hr width="100%"/></center></blockquote></span>

At one point, after a few beers, I may have shouted "THIS APARTMENT IS WHERE HAPPINESS GOES TO DIE". It was...yeah, interesting.
<center><hr width="100%"/></center></blockquote></span>

Sounds like you may need to watch The Burbs...

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Best medicine possible whenever you're feeling down :)
 
<span class="postlistquotedtext"><blockquote>quote:<center><hr width="100%"/></center>RayPeterson wrote:

Best medicine possible whenever you're feeling down :)

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It really is. I've watched it 3 times so far in July, and that will become 4 before tomorrow ends! July's been a hell of a tough month...

 
<span class="postlistquotedtext"><blockquote>quote:<center><hr width="100%"/></center>Kris Klopek wrote:

<span class="postlistquotedtext"><blockquote>quote:<center><hr width="100%"/></center>DemonPrincess wrote:

<span class="postlistquotedtext"><blockquote>quote:<center><hr width="100%"/></center>Kris Klopek wrote:

<span class="postlistquotedtext"><blockquote>quote:<center><hr width="100%"/></center>DemonPrincess wrote:

<span class="postlistquotedtext"><blockquote>quote:<center><hr width="100%"/></center>Kris Klopek wrote:

I learned that marrying the wrong woman can be worse than chewing broken glass.<center><hr width="100%"/></center></blockquote></span>

...Although, to be fair, spending THAT much time with anyone would make you want to chew broken glass (she said after having to withstand living with her best friend/ex-ish boyfriend-ish for three weeks in between apartments). What I took away from that relationship was the value of me time. :)<center><hr width="100%"/></center></blockquote></span>

That sounds like an interesting 3 weeks! If if wasn't such a personal subject I'd request one of your little essays about it :)
<center><hr width="100%"/></center></blockquote></span>

At one point, after a few beers, I may have shouted "THIS APARTMENT IS WHERE HAPPINESS GOES TO DIE". It was...yeah, interesting.
<center><hr width="100%"/></center></blockquote></span>

Then thank God you're out! Are you fully recovered? Sounds like you may need to watch The Burbs...

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First thing I watched when I took the kitten and went to my mother's. ;)
 
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