My parents are divorcing after 47 years of marriage.

That's terrible writing.

Was the sorrow in the air thick enough to cut with a knife?

Do you use Ace brand Hard Rubber combs or are they bought strictly because of a low price point?

How many towels does your mother keep in the towel warming draw? Are the towels all the same colors or has she colorcoded the family and if so what is your color and does in complement you wife's towel color or clash with it?

Thanks in advance for your speedy reply.

cool story bro

Blue Trolling wrote:

Take the Skinheads Trolling wrote:

My father had a mole on his back that kept growing until it bloomed like a flower then fell off. My parents are still together though, after 56 years.

My parents are still together after 65 years and my father has a mole that is still growing

my dad divorced his mole of 57 years to marry my mom, to whom he's been married for 79 years.

I understand about the mole thing. Whatever you do, don't look at it.

Meh. I'll wait for the Lifetime movie.

Rick Vigorous wrote:

In David Foster Wallace's The Broom of the System, one of the characters is an aspiring short story writer. His writing style is such that everything comes across kind of cold even though he's trying to discuss serious and emotional issues. The stories are sprinkled throughout the novel and the flatness of the writing is just kind of humorous. These threads remind me of that.

I wonder if the OP grinned wryly as he combed his hair.

1) Yes.

2) Unsure of the brand of comb.

3) I don't think she has a drawer specifically for that. I'm not sure how she prepared the warmed towel. It was white. I don't know if it clashed or not.

Hope that helped

"Would you just watch the hair...you know...I work real hard on my hair and you hit it...he hits my hair."

crushed.. wrote:

we need the answer to continue wrote:

Was the sorrow in the air thick enough to cut with a knife?

Do you use Ace brand Hard Rubber combs or are they bought strictly because of a low price point?

How many towels does your mother keep in the towel warming draw? Are the towels all the same colors or has she colorcoded the family and if so what is your color and does in complement you wife's towel color or clash with it?

Thanks in advance for your speedy reply.

1) Yes.

2) Unsure of the brand of comb.

3) I don't think she has a drawer specifically for that. I'm not sure how she prepared the warmed towel. It was white. I don't know if it clashed or not.

Hope that helped

1) then say so in you missive

2) setting a poor example as a inform consumer

3) She's your Mother for dog's sake and you know nothing about her-shame on you.

Crappy story bro.

not bad at all, but the overly-florid language gave you away in the end. I give you 3/10

I find this post scary because it seems as though your life is oddly similar to my own. I also have a mother, I also have a father, my mother and father are also married, my mother and father also have a house, my mother and father also eat dinner on a regular basis, I also have a wife, my wife and I also occasionally eat dinner at my mother and father's house, my father also has a counter and a fist and a stove, my mother also has towels, my wife also knows how to point. I find this scary as all the signs point to the fact that my parents are, most likely, going to get divorced in the future.

What can I do to prevent this tragedy?

just another guy wrote:

I find this post scary because it seems as though your life is oddly similar to my own. I also have a mother, I also have a father, my mother and father are also married, my mother and father also have a house, my mother and father also eat dinner on a regular basis, I also have a wife, my wife and I also occasionally eat dinner at my mother and father's house, my father also has a counter and a fist and a stove, my mother also has towels, my wife also knows how to point. I find this scary as all the signs point to the fact that my parents are, most likely, going to get divorced in the future.

What can I do to prevent this tragedy?

Not funny, shut up. crushed.., give us more.

david foster walrus wrote:

Rick Vigorous wrote:

In David Foster Wallace's The Broom of the System, one of the characters is an aspiring short story writer. His writing style is such that everything comes across kind of cold even though he's trying to discuss serious and emotional issues. The stories are sprinkled throughout the novel and the flatness of the writing is just kind of humorous. These threads remind me of that.

I wonder if the OP grinned wryly as he combed his hair.

What a ridiculous notion. He would grinned ironically as he combed his hair back from his impassive face

So since creating this thread early this morning, I've had some phone contact with my father. The phone rang around noon while I was reading the paper and enjoying a cup of black coffee with my wife. I answered the phone, swallowed the last bolus of vanilla biscuit, and realized it was my father. As he began to talk, thoughts of the dinner episode (which seems like years since, mind you) began springing to mind. My wife, intuitively sensing who it was on the phone, left the room, and then returned with my evening walking shoes. I ignored her at first, focusing on what my father said to me. She again tried to bring my attention to the shoes, and even placed them upon my laps. I briefly whispered a "not now" to her, and she sat back down on her chair to finish her biscuits and coffee. Father sounded tired and groggy, like a man who's been sleepless for nights on end. I looked at the shoes once more and felt guilt for harassing my precious bride, even the bride of my dreams. Father will be calling again tomorrow.

Make it so that one of them is gay, and only just now worked up the nerve to tell the other.

That's how it happened with us.

That's BAD bad writing. It's just boring and not even amusing.

spamflaps wrote:

What a ridiculous notion. He would grinned ironically as he combed his hair back from his impassive face

The "grinned wryly" comment was a reference to the book under discussion.