Ragamuffin Lesson In Marital Bliss // I Saw You Look At Her Butt
Starbucks. Johnson Ferry Rd. and Paper Mill Rd. 1:30 pm. South Entrance. Patio Table By Main Entrance. Heather and I working on bills and such…
Me – What?
H – Nothing.
Me – What?
H – I saw you look at her butt.
Me – No you didn’t.
H – Yes I did.
Me – No you didn’t…because I didn’t. You can’t even see my eyes when I turn that way.
H – Yes I can. I can see your pupils.
I turn my head to demonstrate…I can see her out of my peripheral vision…Suck…
Me – Well I wasn’t intentionally looking at her butt.
H – So you did look at her butt.
Dude walks out of door and I look at him…
Me – See. I looked at his butt too. It’s just eye level as people walk out.
H – Well that’s even worse. I’d rather you look at her butt. Now I’m twice as worried.











The classic no-win situation FTW!
yup…
Way to make it worse…..
And sometimes you just shouldn’t look at other ladies butts.
i don’t believe in no win situations.
Jordan, sometimes…
And Jordan…thanks for the tip… I’ll pray about it and ask God to make that never happen again.
The 2 most important words in any marriage: “Yes, dear.”
and that’s what u get for drinking that nasty burnt tasting starbucks coffee. isn’t there a good locally owned establishment you can get your caffeine fix at? one where girls with lookable butts don’t go?
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Curse you, auto-conversation graphical smileys!!!
Don’t pray for God to “make [it] never happen again”. Pray for self control.
But she was wrong, right?
I’d sleep on the couch for the night to win this one.
In ten years I’m sure I’ll say that the ten-tear-ago me was an idiot for thinking that. But until then. can I get a blanket?
My wife checks out the girls more than I do (when I am with her;) ). When I notice that she is giving someone the once over I always ask “So was she nice?”. Actually most of the time I don’t need to ask, cause I know not to look when I can hear her mumbling under her breath as ’she’ passes.
I have no idea what you’re talking about.
chuckle
Maybe you should have said:
“yeah I was, cos I like to remind myself how much hotter your butt is”
Is that any better or worse to look at other parts of a person?
I teach my teenage girls this rule number one…”boys love butts and boobs”….this is a word to the wise. I don’t force them into “burkuhz”, but I don’t want them to think boys are perverts because God created the attraction. Therefore, don’t be shocked when the boys notice certain parts…give them a break…my ultimate goal for my girls is that they please have mercy on the boys and if appropriate, let that mercy impact their choice of clothing…and yes…boys need self control…its referred to in Gal 5:22-23…its a good thing…its a God thing.
My biggest question….on this subject….is…”Where are the fathers who love their daughters and who are willing to fight the death for their purity and their honor?”
yeah, no win situations stink. I find myself in them more and more. Why can’t we say something wise like Jesus did when the Pharisees tried to trap him?
Hahahahahahahahhahahahahahaaha! Hold on… hahahahhaahahhahahahahahaahhahaha! This was a great read.
I think you’re hilarious!
I love hearing about little arguments you two have! Cause we all have the same conversations, but most aren’t willing to write a post about it on their blog!
You’re the real deal!
yep. reality. I’m praying for my daughters and my son AND willing to lead them by my example. tough but right!
Los-I just read this to my wife and we both laughed. Thanks for the play by play…and humor.
Love it. You guys crack me up
Ya, just say yep. Funny, my hubs still pretends he didn’t after 15 yrs together, but only for a second lol
funnnnny.. i love her comeback at the end hahaha!!! boy i gotta say when a guy is with a girl, or even worse alone with kids and a wedding ring, and he checks me out, he gets my speciality icy look.. sistas stick together heeheeee! having said that.. mirrored sunglasses might work in reducing the ‘trouble’ quotient if your eyes just keep sliding the wrong way..by accident.. lol!!