My wife married into my Warhammer collection. We have a Warhammer room. I’m pretty sure she doesn’t even like Warhammer but has her own painted figurines.
When my wife wants to paint a room, she will go to several stores, and come home with dozens of white paint chips. Then she starts asking me which ones I like, and they all just look like white to me.
So I tell her to pick out her three favorites, and I’ll look at those, choose my favorite, and then paint the room whatever color she tells me.
I had the exact same experience when I moved in with my girlfriend recently
It’s a thing.
A beautiful arrangement.
this guy can still eat nuts and here he is complaining… smdh
My fiancé has severe trauma around mint, it used to be my favorite flavor, and I had a bunch of products that had mint scents. When they moved in, they felt bad about asking me to get rid of my mint stuff. Its been my pleasure to avoid mint for their sanity. I do still get mint ice cream if they are on a vacation without me.
A lot of people that turn everything into a therapy session in here.
Hint. He does in fact buy crunchy for himself. That’s the joke.
This is very stupid.
My spouse was diagnosed later in life with a severe gluten intolerance. She went from enjoying beer and soft pretzels to being told “never again if you don’t want to shit yourself in public”
We have a simple rule. Bog standard gluten stuff is fine for me to have, sandwich bread, cereal, etc.
They told me that it was just very upsetting if I was enjoying some delicious gluten treat that they could no longer have.
I love my spouse, so I don’t eat delicious gluten treats in front of them because it would make them upset. Instead I figured out how to make lots of gluten free treats we can both enjoy together. Sometimes I miss the ease of getting a Popeyes chicken sandwich (I still can as long as I don’t eat it right in front of them) but I’ve learned to make gluten free fried chicken we can both enjoy.
Maybe other people would think this is silly, but the person I love is worth it to me.
Why did you switch mid-narrative from calling your spouse a “she” to a “them?”
My spouse identifies as non-binary and I try my best to use their preferred pronouns. That’s a more recent development and I’m used to calling them by feminine pronouns.
The first “she” is an old habit, my mistake.
Does it have a vagina? Or a penis?
What a weird question to ask about someone
They have a brain, and someday maybe you can too.
Dw, you’re not getting any in either case
Level 1: Creamy Level 2: Crunchy/Chunky Level 3: Use both for different applications Level 4: Almond/Pecan/Cashew/Other butters Level 5: Homemade peanut butter with your own addatives. Whatever nuts you have lying around. Cocoa powder, protein powder, chili oil, cayenne, etc.
It’s already been said, but yeah just get both? I’ve been married over 20 years, and I’m vegan while my wife is omnivore. Hasn’t been a big problem.
now i think you wife is a dinosaur.
She’s a cutie-saurus.
I’ve been married 17 years. I like wearing swimming trunks, and my wife likes wearing bikinis. I haven’t worn trunks in 17 years.
I’ve been married for 17 years. I don’t want to wash my hands after peeing, my wife wants me to wash my hands after peeing. I’ve washed my hands for 17 years.
What a stupid thing. Like you can’t have 2 different jars of peanut butter in your fucking cabinets? My spouse prefers Jif, and I prefer Peter Pan. We have a jar of each in the cabinet. Because we aren’t emotionally stunted goblins pretending to be adult humans. God this tweet makes me irrationally angry. “haha, marriage is the worst, amirite guys?” ugh.
On the flip side, OP, I love the text you added in your post. That’s amazing.
This is me and stinky cheese :b
I love really intense cheese. The good shit. I have lived with the tasteless rubber cheese for half my life because my boyfriend hates stinky cheese.
It was to the point that he, until last year, actually believed that I only like mild cheese and when I told him no, that I absolutely adore the nastiest, stinkiest cheeses he was shocked and asked me why I never told him. Said I did, many years ago, but I didn’t mind giving up good cheese for his sake, because he has a very sensitive nose and I didn’t want him to be grossed out everytime he opened the fridge.
To his credit, he took me to a farm store not long after that conversation and bought me a block of delicious stinky cheese. He did wrap it in several layers of plastic and stuck it in an air tight container like it was a murder victim, but he wanted me to have some cheese I actually liked for once. I think it was really sweet of him because I know how much good cheese repulses him. Haven’t replenished my cheese stock since, but it’s nice to know that he’s willing to let me have it once in awhile.
Exactly what kind of stinky cheese are we talking here? Cuz I love cheese, just about any cheese. I grew up seeing Looney Tunes cartoons make fun of Limberger, and I once got a big bite of real Limberger without knowing it, and it really did taste bad.
OTOH, I LOVE bleu cheese of any kind, and it doesn’t get much ranker than that.
So what kind of stinky cheeses are you loving?
My son likes creamy, husband likes crunchy, so I stock both?
Husband did give up sour cream, but If he wanted it so bad, hes get it himself or ask me. I dont like blue cheese, yet we always have it in the house.
This is dumb.
Yeah, feels kinda like boomer energy. Gave up something unecessary to prove his love in a way that was never asked for, probably resents her for it or pulls that out as a talisman any time she brings up something she does care about because marriage isn’t about partnership; it’s a constant power struggle.
Chunky peanutbutter has gotten worse so I stopped getting it too.
Ensmoothification is real
A lot of people don’t believe in a relationship that isn’t a power struggle. They don’t believe in relationships that are cooperative. Many people are seeking relationships where they dominate or are dominated.
I date. I meet plenty of women who tell me on the first date that I must give up something to prove to them my worth or dedication to them. Because the point of the relationship to her is for men to suffer for her sake, and anything the man pursues for his own personal happiness is a her losing out on what should be given to her.
This might include hobbies, friends, possessions, lifestyle choices, and pets.
I also meet women occasionally who basically want me to tell them how to dress, what to think, what friends to have, etc. Which is kind of the flipside.
My wife gave up crunchy for me. I told her I couldn’t sleep with that abomination in the house.
I slowly wore my vegetarian wife down in to eating bacon and steak, and she taught me how to cook more fish and veggie only meals. Still cant get her to watch Anime with me though 😔
That’s pretty gross to own up to ngl, assuming your wife was vegetarian based on ethics
She was veg because that’s how she grew up, its not like I brainwashed her or something lol. Just being around a meat-eater led to her trying more meat and liking it.
I mean you’re the one that said you “wore [her] down”, your word choice
Sometimes hegemony arises and spreads through proximity, not agitprop.
What makes this post for me is OPs PFP as Mark from Peep Show.
Are the straights ok?





