DW is evil

DW went hunting and killed a doe. Please don't think any less of me for marrying this evil, evil man. He says that the farmer told him to because the animals are overpopulating the land and starving and so they had to cull them as much as possible.

I don't care what he says. This is how I interpret the situation.

I would give you all his address so you could burn his house down, but it's also my house. So don't.

TMI, Facebook. TMI.

Some days I just look at DW's facebook and say, "What the fuck, DW? Wtf?" Today was one of those days.

DW's blog ideas and other disasters

My husband DW stumbled upon my blog. (OK, not stumbled upon. I went, Hey DW, check it out I got a blog and he looked). Surprisingly he was not offended by it and has instead been harassing me with new blog topics.
* Did Jesus invent the toilet seat? His Dad invented pooping so we don’t know.
* Before and after shots of food
* Guest blog by DW Nagel: I am not an idiot, even though she says so, she’s actually a very unreliable person and not at all funny in real life
I don’t think there’s anything in here worth publishing but I can’t risk offending him. He’s my biggest source of material.

The first sign that your gene pool needs chlorine

I just got a frantic call at work from my husband, DW.

DW: Why the fuck isn't my computer working?

Essie: Oh, yeah, wait...remember when we had the power failure...?

DW: I don't want to know WHY it's not working, I want you to tell me how to switch it on!!

Essie: You don't have to yell at me. I was just telling you that last week when the power kept tripping...

DW (hysterical girly voice): This is exactly WHY I don't want you working on my stuff, you break everything...now how the hell am I supposed to fix this, I need...

Essie: I'm trying to explain to you...

DW: I have invoices! I have things to do! I've just wasted half an hour disassembling this thing because YOU have to...

Essie (screaming): IT'S UNPLUGGED MORON!!!

DW (hangs up)

How I love our little talks.