1.If you know that the guy is a Knicks fan, get front seats to a Knicks game and then prevent him from watching the final. Send him to the refreshments stand to get you a coca-cola instead, ensuring that he misses seeing that last crucial game-winning basket.
2.Take him to a chick flick marathon. If that isn't annoying enough, teste him throughout the movie about what he's thinking. Ensure that a big beefy fã of Sleepless in Seattle gets annoyed and sweetly tell him that your boyfriend could wipe the floor with him. Only be comforting after the guy gets a black eye.
3.Let him cook jantar for you- his specialty of roast lamb. Then when he's proudly offering you the meal he's slaved over all afternoon, you start sobbing and say that you wished you ate meat. Then sing 'Mary Had A Little Lamb' and burst into fresh tears, until he offers to take you to a vegetarian restaurant, where you tell everyone within earshot that you can't eat, because your boyfriend thinks you're fat.
4.Photoshop pictures of yourself together and create a family album. It doesn't matter that you've only just met- create pictures of your wedding and your two children.
5.Redecorate his apartment. Make sure that everything reflects your girly tastes, from the fluffy rosa, -de-rosa toilet assento cover to the collection of teddy bears.
6.Interrupt his long-awaited poker night. Cough pointedly until the boys put out their cigars. Take away the chips and sodas and offer them healthier snacks. Then tell everyone else what cards he has.
7.Make him excited and think he's going to another Knicks game when you tell him you have front assento tickets to something he'll really enjoy. He'll eventually find out that it's a Celine Dion concert.
8.Take him to couples therapy. Accuse him one moment of being gay. The seguinte moment, accuse him of hitting on the (female) therapist.
2.Take him to a chick flick marathon. If that isn't annoying enough, teste him throughout the movie about what he's thinking. Ensure that a big beefy fã of Sleepless in Seattle gets annoyed and sweetly tell him that your boyfriend could wipe the floor with him. Only be comforting after the guy gets a black eye.
3.Let him cook jantar for you- his specialty of roast lamb. Then when he's proudly offering you the meal he's slaved over all afternoon, you start sobbing and say that you wished you ate meat. Then sing 'Mary Had A Little Lamb' and burst into fresh tears, until he offers to take you to a vegetarian restaurant, where you tell everyone within earshot that you can't eat, because your boyfriend thinks you're fat.
4.Photoshop pictures of yourself together and create a family album. It doesn't matter that you've only just met- create pictures of your wedding and your two children.
5.Redecorate his apartment. Make sure that everything reflects your girly tastes, from the fluffy rosa, -de-rosa toilet assento cover to the collection of teddy bears.
6.Interrupt his long-awaited poker night. Cough pointedly until the boys put out their cigars. Take away the chips and sodas and offer them healthier snacks. Then tell everyone else what cards he has.
7.Make him excited and think he's going to another Knicks game when you tell him you have front assento tickets to something he'll really enjoy. He'll eventually find out that it's a Celine Dion concert.
8.Take him to couples therapy. Accuse him one moment of being gay. The seguinte moment, accuse him of hitting on the (female) therapist.
Arthur is 90 years old. He's played golf every dia since his retirement 25 years ago. One dia he arrives início looking downcast. "That's it," he tells his wife. "I'm giving up golf. My eyesight has become so bad that once I hit the ball I couldn't see where it went."
His wife sympathises and makes him a cup of tea. As they sit down she says, "Why don't you take my brother with you and give it one mais try."
"That's no good" sighs Arthur, "your brother's a hundred and three. He can't help."
"He may be a hundred and three", says the wife, "but his eyesight is perfect."
So the seguinte dia Arthur heads off to the golf course with his brother-in-law. He tees up, takes a mighty balanço and squints down the fairway.
He turns to the brother-in-law and says, "Did you see the ball?"
"Of course I did!" replied the brother-in-law. "I have perfect eyesight".
"Where did it go?" says Arthur.
"I don't remember."
His wife sympathises and makes him a cup of tea. As they sit down she says, "Why don't you take my brother with you and give it one mais try."
"That's no good" sighs Arthur, "your brother's a hundred and three. He can't help."
"He may be a hundred and three", says the wife, "but his eyesight is perfect."
So the seguinte dia Arthur heads off to the golf course with his brother-in-law. He tees up, takes a mighty balanço and squints down the fairway.
He turns to the brother-in-law and says, "Did you see the ball?"
"Of course I did!" replied the brother-in-law. "I have perfect eyesight".
"Where did it go?" says Arthur.
"I don't remember."