Sunday, December 29, 2013

Best of Stuff My Wife Says

Those on Facebook probably know about the group Matt created, "Stuff My Wife Says," to which he posts ridiculous things that seem to come out of my mouth.

For fun, here are a few of the best posts:

  • On watching a Celtics game last season: Why did Doc Rivers get a technical foul? He's just the coach.

  • I'm a bad driver, I can't see curbs.

  • They look like they're on a small raft adrift on a sea of rug

  • Seriously! I've never kicked a football myself, but I feel like a kicker should never miss a field goal. Its his only job. Its all he has to do.

  • On our College Foootball Pickem League results this week: how am I losing to my dad?! He isn't even home, he's out hunting.

  • On the song 'Where are you Christmas': it's on December 25th, same as always!


  • While playing WII Golf: where else on a golf course can you enjoy some sweet and sour meatballs?

  • On Matt playing in a free fantasy basketball league: you should not be wasting your talents on non paying fantasy sports leagues.

  • Tonight, we eat these meatballs in honor of Paul Pierce.

  • On all Matt's junk email: sounds like a waste of electronic paper.

  • You know what would have really sucked? Being a caveman.

  • On Matt suggesting shaving his chest: No! I love your hairy chest. It's sexy like Burt Reynolds used to be.

  • On watching 'Mysteries at the Museam' about a message in a bottle from the civil war written in code (in a southern hick accent): what if they decoded it and it read: Dearest Martha, The war is almost over. I am looking forward to your chicken pot pie. Love, Hewie.

  • I wish it was sexy to have hairy legs.

  • On going to shoot guns: I need to squeeze off a few rounds.

  • On the commercial where Paul Pierce is sitting in the rafters of the Boston Garden: is it really safe for him to be up there during the conference finals?
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  • On the ship named USS Bonhomme Richard: What a stupid name. They should have named it something cool like USS Bone Crusher.

  • On taking away Halloween pixie sticks: Why? Who would waste their coke on a bunch of little kids?

  • Ohh it doesn't even take that long to boil water in the microwave.

  • On eating lobster: I don't know if I'm mature enough to eat this.

  • Seems strange that we have a national holiday for dead everyone.

  • I didn't see "Top Gun" but I did see "Hot Shots" and that's pretty much the same thing.

  • I'm not picky when it comes to driving a car. I'd drive that car, or that car, or that cop car.

  • What a dumb rule. As a fan, I want to see excessive celebration.

And then, Stuff My Husband Says:
  • On eating spaghetti with ground turkey instead of beef: why would you want to ruin something so beautiful? It's like if I took you out to a nice dinner but I'd drawn a mustache on you.

  • After thanking him for the Valentines flowers with cherry blossoms mixed in: I don't know what that is. [It's the only thing in the vase that isn't a rose, looks like a branch from a cherry tree...] Baby, I'm a man. You're lucky I know what a rose is.

  • On the garden: I wish we could grow bacon, ...or pizza.

  • In response to a college football question: No. Well, uhh, yeh. Umm maybe, I'm not sure. [That's every possible answer.] I got so excited that you asked a football question...

  • On the Steelers' throwback uniforms: they look like bumblebees, in prison.

  • Your sex appeal just slaps me in the face every time I see you.

  • I do pay attention but then some sports knowledge comes along and bumps that right out...

  • I've been screwed by sex at work before. ... Wait, that came out wrong.

  • After suggesting he snack on a fruit cup: I said I'm hungry; I need meat.

  • You smell like a sexy fruit rollup.

  • After joking about taking another trip to Egypt and asking how he would stop me: I would call the airport and say you're a terrorist; that's how much I love you.

  • Wait, are these hummus beans on my salad?!

  • Why do you keep calling his baby food 'lentils? [Because he's eating lentils right now.] I'm just gonna start calling all his frozen baby food 'lentils.'