Originally Posted by androNYC
What I want to know is what you said after the screaming stopped?Did you have the presence of mind to comment that “Shit Happens”
"Apparently everywhere”
:) It wasn’t necessarily screaming. It was that look of disgust that all men know, and hate to see.
Thank god my wife is the type that likes to keep her “smells” to herself as much as possible. We’ve been nice to each other, and spared the Dutch Oven.
I only had the presence of mind to squeeze my cheeks as hard as I could while waddling to the bathroom to let it go.
LOL, I can still remember her chipping at me as I was red in the face, on the toilet, trying to wipe.
Yeah, I absolutely am a lucky guy.
Paraphrased: It is not the critic who counts: The credit belongs to the man in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood, who strives valiantly, who errs and comes up short again and again, who, at the best, knows the triumph of high achievement, and who, at the worst, if he fails, at least he fails while daring greatly, so that his place shall never be with those cold and timid souls who knew neither victory nor defeat.