Buying clothes for your husband.
- Dear, you have out the jeans and the jacket polished, you need to buy new ones.
and UGU. Only I will measure nothing and I will not go anywhere! Never ever!
After a Sunday walk, I go to the store. I was driving and he looked.
Where did you bring me?! I don’t need anything! – I don’t need anything!! to
After long complaints, convictions and vows that we are "fast", it succeeds to drag my husband to the store. I had to work out an Aztec eye meter to immediately pick up the appropriate clothes and look at my husband. More than two or three times he will measure nothing, will begin to say that nothing is appropriate and "let another time". Then I rush into the staff, tell the seller’s size, color and style, and drag a 120-kg man there.
It’s really fast, but in those 25 minutes I’m trying more than in training.
And you say drizzle...weak!