Only in real life...
I'm sitting in my home office, and I have my window opened up trying to get some fresh air circulating in to the semi-small room.
My cul-de-sac is pretty quiet, usually. Today, one of my neighbors comes out and starts yelling at her husband (possibly, boyfriend, IDK, IDEGAF - good fences make good neighbors and all that).
Anyway, she's yelling, he's yelling. Evidently, he wants to go to Vegas and she is adamantly against it. The curses are flying and now she's at the end of her driveway throwing her arms around while he stands at the top by his big ass truck with his hands on his hips. She's saying stuff like, "You're fucking crazy," and, "How is that fair?"
He's yelling back now, things like, "I pay the credit card bills," and, "I bust my ass."
She says something back to him that I can't hear. (Fuck, I am NOSEY! I should really mind my own business, but this shit is entertaining!)
Then he pushes off the truck and runs down to her, and for a moment I think he's going to hurt her or something. All I can think is, "Damn, if he hits her, I'm going to have to junk punch him!"
But no, he runs to her and puts one arm around her waist, picking her up, and then his other hand grabs her by the back of the head and he lifts her off the ground and holds her to him super tight while kissing her. Like, SERIOUSLY FUCKING KISSING HER. Yeah, I heavy sighed. Then he put her back down and took a few steps backwards and said, "I love you, but I'm going to Vegas with the guys."
She just stood there staring at him.
Me, too.
And all I could think was: Damn!
My cul-de-sac is pretty quiet, usually. Today, one of my neighbors comes out and starts yelling at her husband (possibly, boyfriend, IDK, IDEGAF - good fences make good neighbors and all that).
Anyway, she's yelling, he's yelling. Evidently, he wants to go to Vegas and she is adamantly against it. The curses are flying and now she's at the end of her driveway throwing her arms around while he stands at the top by his big ass truck with his hands on his hips. She's saying stuff like, "You're fucking crazy," and, "How is that fair?"
He's yelling back now, things like, "I pay the credit card bills," and, "I bust my ass."
She says something back to him that I can't hear. (Fuck, I am NOSEY! I should really mind my own business, but this shit is entertaining!)
Then he pushes off the truck and runs down to her, and for a moment I think he's going to hurt her or something. All I can think is, "Damn, if he hits her, I'm going to have to junk punch him!"
But no, he runs to her and puts one arm around her waist, picking her up, and then his other hand grabs her by the back of the head and he lifts her off the ground and holds her to him super tight while kissing her. Like, SERIOUSLY FUCKING KISSING HER. Yeah, I heavy sighed. Then he put her back down and took a few steps backwards and said, "I love you, but I'm going to Vegas with the guys."
She just stood there staring at him.
Me, too.
And all I could think was: Damn!