Wifey & I Discuss Olympic Curling
Friday, February 19, 2010 at 8:11AM I’ve been waiting for Curling to come on TV so I could let the kids see this glorified old-folks game of shuffleboard on ice. Secretly I also want to see the women wearing short skirts, squatting, and yelling passionately at each other…oh shit, did I say that out loud?
Anyway, so it comes on and I’m all, “sweet…kids come check this out.” The family gathers and we settle in to watch some Olympic goodness when all hell breaks loose:
Wifey: “Why are they brushing in front of that stone thingy?”
Me: “You know you’re the reason our daughter talks like Sarah Palin and ends all her words with “y.”
Wifey: “Is it some kind of static electricity thing that helps the stone?”
Me: “Who, Sarah Palin?”
Wifey: “Yes, moron…I’m asking you if Sarah Palin uses static electricity to move the stone thingy along the ice.”
Me: “I’m sorry, but how do you get static electricity on ice? And how would that help the stone move on ice? You think this is the Olympic version of the Hairy Gary game?”
Wifey: “I don’t know…I was just asking.”
Me: “It’s a brush that smoothes the ice out so the stone thingy goes further…SEE!!! Now you’ve got me talking like thaty withy the “y”eee.
Wifey: “And why are they yelling at each other?”
Me: “The Denmark women-folk are telling the American women-folk their douchebags, suck at this sport, and are going to dry hump their brothers. Curling is a big shit-talkers’ sport.” (the kids had left the room by this point out of sheer boredom.)
Wifey: “You seriously have so many issues it’s ridiculous. Why can’t we talk like a normal couple?”
Me: “Oh…I have issues. You’re the one that thinks those magical brooms they’re holding weld super static electric powers that allow the stone thingy to go where they want.”
Wifey: “You said “thingy” again.”
Me: “SHIT!”
Wifey: “I could totally do this sport.”
Me: “Oh, I have no doubt. Hell, just last night you were crouched down in the kitchen while holding a broom, pointing and screaming, ‘really!!! I JUST swept and already there’s pieces of crackers, cat hair, and a grape on the floor!’”
Wifey: “I’ve got good aim, and it would be one hell of a leg workout.”
Me: “You know what else would be one hell of a leg workout?”
Wifey: “You walking up the stairs backwards so I can watch TV in peace?”
Me: “You wanna have sex don’t you?”
Wifey: “No…and will you promise me something? Promise me you didn’t get that breath from eating out of the cat box?”
Me: “Rawr…feeling feisty aren’t you? I’m gonna go brush my teeth, slip out of something comfortable and get ready for your sexiness to join me.”
Wifey: “You do that slugger. I’ll be right there…”
Me: “Don’t forget to put on that sexy thingy I like.”
Wifey: “You said ‘thingy’ again.”
Me: “SHIT!”
America, Denmark, Hairy Gary, Olympics, Sarah Palin, cat, curling, sex
Reader Comments (8)
This is hilarious, I'm not sure if I believe it actually happened that way but thanks for the great read.
I am stuck on dry hump...I have a thingy for those words.
hee hee. Yeah, I still don't get curling.
Why is it that somewhere in the conversation the question, "Do you wanna have sex?" ALWAYS is asked (by the husband)?
To Hubby, ANYTHING means that.... SO STRANGE.
Seriously, how can she turn you down?
Stifling my giggles because I'm in Ellis' room waiting for her to fall asleep.
My wife doesn't see the sexiness of Women's Curling either. It is as clear as can be. She told me that it is on MSNBC for a reason and if I didn't turn it off I wouldn't get lucky for a while. Well she is 4 months pregnant with our fourth so I kept watching!
Its a great connection. How it will finish without any fearless...
Microwave Rice Cooker...