A clue that something may be wrong

if you FINALLY summon the courage to move in with your level headed girlfriend, got settled in and receive a message from the local Pharmacy to pass on to her saying. "sorry but we won't be able to refill your prescriptions because this state has put a ban on those brands of Anti-Psychotics." then you may just have a clue something may be wrong.

 

You could always just share your stash with her. That's what love is.

 

Well, if this really happened AND you're in the US, she probably has grounds for a lawsuit because of HIPAA violation.
This gives you access to a crazy chick with lots of money.

If you're just starting a humor thread in the vein of 'who needs a ...' then I contribute this, although I've posted it before:

 

What DE said, but change ex to mother-in-law.

 

On the bright side, the sex should be a whole lot better without the medication.

 

Explain.

 

(based on a RL experience) around age 19 I had a night-shift Job. one day (during the daytime) I was shopping for supplys and asked a woman out that was also shopping. she said she doesn't like going out but that we could hang out at her place instead. our times together over the next year was always at her place and the relationship progressed like one where 2 people was going out every often and by the year after our first meting I was spend over at her place every day and every day we was intimate. one day after our normal activitys, that this time lasted longer than any of the other times,
we got dressed and as I was about to ask if I she thinks I should move in with her some strange man came threw the door. before I could react she said "**** (me) this is **** my husband" then talking to him she said "**** (me) is a friend that has been researching about American Indians and I've been helping him with his research" (she was 1/2 Cherokee I think) . and that days events was a clue something may be wrong.

 

So what can you conclude from your research on American Indians?

Dark Elf, you get an 'F' for effort.

 

Darkform, atleast she wasn't more in love (and I do mean it seriously) with Tintin and anthropomorphic biker mice more than you. Now THAT was an experience.

 

Biker Mice from Mars was fucking awesome!

 

That the females have really naive husbands?

 

Hey, I'm not arguing. It's a little sad when she cares more about that than you though.

Typical visit to her place would be:
"Hey, come in! Sit on the couch..."
So, we'd sit on the couch and so on. Then she'd jump on the computer, introduce me {again} to her brother and suggest we talk about nerdy stuff whilst she looked up/drew Biker Mice and Tintin porn.

Made me wonder...

 

the thing that surprised me was he responded to me a stranger to him being alone in his house as if me and him was best buds from elementary school and that he knew I wouldn't have touched his wife in the special ways a boyfriend or husband would (even tho I did, and for about every day for a full year). I was also surprised I never ran into him before in that year (of course she always told me she had to work all during the weekends so I couldn't come over then and I normally went to bed during 2nd shift work times and worked myself during 3rd shift which made it possible to miss running into him).

 

Yaoi's ok, but FURRY Yaoi? Oh fuck no! Furry porn is internet AIDs.

 

I don't wanna know, I don't wanna know, I don't wanna know, I don't wanna know... I don't wanna destroy one of the few pure things left in my childhood... *whimper*

Seeing as how this is turning into a 'share our fucked-up relationships' thread, I'll share the tale of how I broke up with the one person I've dated that my parents actually didn't mind me being with.

So, I was at the Uni one afternoon, waiting for my mum to finish a lecture so we could go for coffee, when I quite literally walked into the man of my dreams. Cute, funny, smart, a bit geeky, and dear GOD he had a Czech accent. I was a smitten kitten.

For a couple of months we were happy. I spent so much time with him that my dad started making jokes about renting my room out. I can honestly say they were the happiest nine weeks of my entire life.

Then I went away for the weekend, to visit my favourite aunt and my new baby cousin. I promised to take lots of pictures, and bought a couple of disposable cameras for that exact purpose. I visited my aunt, took lots of pictures, had a great time, fell in love with my cousin at first sight (seriously, if any of you ever hurt him, you better pray you die before I get to you), the usual.

I got back, had the pictures developed, and let him look through them. He suddenly got really angry, waving a picture in front of my face and accusing me of cheating. It was a picture of me hugging my uncle, the man married to my aunt. I tried to explain, and he just got angrier.

I walked out the door that night and never went back. He broke my fucking heart.

 

lol

 

if you're a passenger on a plane and the crew just jumped out. you may just have a clue something may be wrong.