Given the discussion elsewhere about primates, I thought the HDWs on the board would be able to empathize with this chimp, who apparently started smoking when her elderly partner was "unable to meet her sexual needs." Surgeon General's warning: smoking is hazardous to your health, and will definitely not increase your chances of getting laid.
I actually did try starting to smoke once in a pathetic effort to get my H's attention. I guess I was trying to convey a message of "Look how miserable you are making me. I have had to take up smoking in order to deal with the stress of being married to you.". Fortunately for my lungs, I have a hard time establishing even bad new habits and my smoking phase only lasted a couple weeks.
BTW I do know that a dog isn't a primate. I just had a brain burp.
"Tell me, what is it you plan to do with your one wild and precious life?" - Mary Oliver
Smoking would just be the final nail on the coffin of those trapped in a SSM. There's all kinds of evidence that a marriage full of happiness and sex gives significant health benefits to both patrners.
I find it odd that the moment I found out I had slightly elevated blood pressure, my W insisted that I head for the MD. She monitors what I eat so that my health is not endangered. These are wonderful, if irritating, things. But if she has such faith in the medical sciences and health research, then why doesn't she share with me a treatment which is totally free and which is certain to lead to better health, longer life and less stress???? And then, if she is so willing to seek outside help for a medical problem, why is she so steadfastly opposed to getting help with our marriage from a counsellor??????
Quote: why doesn't she share with me a treatment which is totally free and which is certain to lead to better health, longer life and less stress?
Because, like my W, she considers these to be the rantings of a sex-crazed maniac. And, if you show her books/articles supporting these, they are either written by men, and thus, totally unreliable, or written by women who are brain-washed and/or "unenlightened."
C'mon now. Let me scootchie on over (pat, pat) and you can sit down in this nice big comfy chair with me.... you can tell me how much you miss me and you need me... and I can fcuk your brains out.... and we can be stupid silly happy together in our Center of the Universe Chair, together.
The we can go outside, have a smoke, shake hands, and be on our merry way.
Quote: Hairdog - who is getting a new office chair in two weeks and is really excited about it, which is pretty sad and disturbing if you think about it.
Don't feel alone, found an "new" old pen the other day and it was the highlight of my month!
dazedandconfuzed - who thinks a new chair might launch him onto cloud 9
