What happened to them brass balls that were being passed around here a year or two ago, weren't you the last recipient of them. What'd you do, stick 'em away in the closet? I'll bet you went and gave them to MrsHD, didn't you. Here, order yourself a new set of brass balls, you'll need them.
C'mon big guy, nothin' is going to change until you strap'em on. Yes, it's awkward as Heck...in fact it is probably more pleasant sticking your 'nads into a running blender with ice cubes and alcohol than it is screwing up the courage to law down the new law. Look at it this way though, what's the worst she'll do to you for laying down the law? Cut off sex? Oh, wait...you aren't getting any anyway. Divorce you? If she'll divorce you over this, isn't it better to know now while you are still young than to wait another 10-20 years in no-nookie Hell? Do a Lorena Bobbit on you? Probably not, besides she's already done that psychologically. See, what's there to be afraid of old friend?
Time to kick that fuzzy lap dog out and become the alpha junk yard dog. Sick-em doggie!
than it is screwing up the courage to law down the new law. Look at it this way though, what's the worst she'll do to you for laying down the law? Cut off sex? Oh, wait...you aren't getting any anyway. Divorce you? If she'll divorce you over this, isn't it better to know now while you are still young than to wait another 10-20 years in no-nookie Hell? Do a Lorena Bobbit on you? Probably not, besides she's already done that psychologically. See, what's there to be afraid of old friend?
