I am not a builder… but that does not seem right
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That's not the worst cludge I've ever seen, but it's good and stupid alright.
But imagine, won't you, an electrical outlet box attached with directly to the oven's gas line. The outlet was for the microwave. My friend no longer lives in that condo lol
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I hope you put a can of beer back in there with a note before you sealed it back up.
If I remember right, that is exactly what happened.
Though I wasn't there on the last day of renovsting that room, I think it was the guy who uh, did the initial demo work on the wall, who did exactly as you describe, along with the original piece of paper, which was now preserved in ... either a ziploc bag, or vacuum sealed as you'd do with some meat you'd want to preserve for freezing.
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I always thought of a stud as a male horse whose main job is supplying baby horse juice. I’m guessing that’s not what you mean?
Well that definitely makes it less ...uh... cute.
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This is what happens when my wife goes...honey let's move the TV to the left! Its not centered. Oh that's not enough! Let's try another 1.5"! Oh! Not enough! ...not enough!.... Not enough!....
Do not marry. Its hell. But if you do, patch that wall real good.... Oh I can still see the seam! Sand it again! Yes orange peal...nope! The paint looks a little off. Paint the room!. Oh you're gonna hate me...can you move the TV another 1.5" please?
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This is the explanation for why we can't have nice things
Supply side economics until we all die.
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How does it end?
The house rolled over
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Your house is incorrect. 16" on-center wall studs have been a thing for way more than 30 years.
24" on-center wall studs aren't uncommon in building practices today
Most residential interior walls are 16"
If their house is single-story, then 24" would fit in a lot of local building codes.
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This is what happens when my wife goes...honey let's move the TV to the left! Its not centered. Oh that's not enough! Let's try another 1.5"! Oh! Not enough! ...not enough!.... Not enough!....
Do not marry. Its hell. But if you do, patch that wall real good.... Oh I can still see the seam! Sand it again! Yes orange peal...nope! The paint looks a little off. Paint the room!. Oh you're gonna hate me...can you move the TV another 1.5" please?
I hope you're joking when you say your marriage is hell. If you're not, maybe consider not being married? You deserve to not live in hell.
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I hope you're joking when you say your marriage is hell. If you're not, maybe consider not being married? You deserve to not live in hell.
It's a joke but it is hell in many respects. I like the way my hell makes me feel.
Like if she starts a one way conversation that extends for one hour and you don't want to be the receiver so you move a little to test the waters but then she screams at you for walking away.
Logic says...well this wonderful person could do better with a wall. But nah! Its you! Your must listen to all the unactionable statements. Yup, that's marriage. I've been here for almost a quarter century.
No matter what society says marriage is to make children and have them grow and become part of the society. Love is relatively new. We're more like cattle who work on things for a company and then purchase those things at a discount so they profit off that discount... Whether it is a profit based on pure time to money to money to time transactions or time to minerals to money to time transactions. The government wants you married to make children. So don't marry for that and keep it open at all times. Like the very best friendship you ever had regardless of all the god damn yada yada yada. Once she's done with that, it's all perfectly fine. Just shut down and keep the ears listening. You can mentally escape to a six flags....you're about to drop into an outside spin loop!...and so then I said to her "heck no!"...and she walked away! Can you believe it?...and you drop! Noooooooo!.....she continues.... It wasn't that exciting! LOL. Life's a cookie, take a bite...Noooo! Lemon cake!!! Fine take another bite!
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This is what happens when my wife goes...honey let's move the TV to the left! Its not centered. Oh that's not enough! Let's try another 1.5"! Oh! Not enough! ...not enough!.... Not enough!....
Do not marry. Its hell. But if you do, patch that wall real good.... Oh I can still see the seam! Sand it again! Yes orange peal...nope! The paint looks a little off. Paint the room!. Oh you're gonna hate me...can you move the TV another 1.5" please?
...are you OK?
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It's a joke but it is hell in many respects. I like the way my hell makes me feel.
Like if she starts a one way conversation that extends for one hour and you don't want to be the receiver so you move a little to test the waters but then she screams at you for walking away.
Logic says...well this wonderful person could do better with a wall. But nah! Its you! Your must listen to all the unactionable statements. Yup, that's marriage. I've been here for almost a quarter century.
No matter what society says marriage is to make children and have them grow and become part of the society. Love is relatively new. We're more like cattle who work on things for a company and then purchase those things at a discount so they profit off that discount... Whether it is a profit based on pure time to money to money to time transactions or time to minerals to money to time transactions. The government wants you married to make children. So don't marry for that and keep it open at all times. Like the very best friendship you ever had regardless of all the god damn yada yada yada. Once she's done with that, it's all perfectly fine. Just shut down and keep the ears listening. You can mentally escape to a six flags....you're about to drop into an outside spin loop!...and so then I said to her "heck no!"...and she walked away! Can you believe it?...and you drop! Noooooooo!.....she continues.... It wasn't that exciting! LOL. Life's a cookie, take a bite...Noooo! Lemon cake!!! Fine take another bite!
This is entirely alien to me, and I can't understand it, but... As long as you're happy? I hope you are. For the most part, at least. If someone insisted on talking at me for long periods I'd lose my dang mind.
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This is entirely alien to me, and I can't understand it, but... As long as you're happy? I hope you are. For the most part, at least. If someone insisted on talking at me for long periods I'd lose my dang mind.
wrote on last edited by [email protected]This type of wife hatred is commonly mined for nuggets of supposed comedic gold. "I hate my wife" is a type of comedy for guys that's not very dissimilar from "I hate my kids and love wine" for moms.
This type of comedy was becoming pretty outmoded during the Obama years, but the MAGA zoomers in coalition with their older counterparts are trying to bring it all back.
My personal opinion is that it sucks, often isn't funny at all, and that if you really hate your wife so much you should consider divorce.
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This is entirely alien to me, and I can't understand it, but... As long as you're happy? I hope you are. For the most part, at least. If someone insisted on talking at me for long periods I'd lose my dang mind.
Oh my god its a joke. That's what the internet is for. I'm not gonna discuss the state of my roof tiles or how I enjoy mowing my lawn. Good day though! That's important!
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It's a joke but it is hell in many respects. I like the way my hell makes me feel.
Like if she starts a one way conversation that extends for one hour and you don't want to be the receiver so you move a little to test the waters but then she screams at you for walking away.
Logic says...well this wonderful person could do better with a wall. But nah! Its you! Your must listen to all the unactionable statements. Yup, that's marriage. I've been here for almost a quarter century.
No matter what society says marriage is to make children and have them grow and become part of the society. Love is relatively new. We're more like cattle who work on things for a company and then purchase those things at a discount so they profit off that discount... Whether it is a profit based on pure time to money to money to time transactions or time to minerals to money to time transactions. The government wants you married to make children. So don't marry for that and keep it open at all times. Like the very best friendship you ever had regardless of all the god damn yada yada yada. Once she's done with that, it's all perfectly fine. Just shut down and keep the ears listening. You can mentally escape to a six flags....you're about to drop into an outside spin loop!...and so then I said to her "heck no!"...and she walked away! Can you believe it?...and you drop! Noooooooo!.....she continues.... It wasn't that exciting! LOL. Life's a cookie, take a bite...Noooo! Lemon cake!!! Fine take another bite!
I'm on my second marriage, 10 years in this one and 13 in the first.
My relationship is easy. We don't argue, we have the same goals, she's my best friend, sex is a science where we know the other's responses and are creative. We face hard things together. I could go on. It's easy to love her.
Nothing like my first marriage, it was hell.
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This type of wife hatred is commonly mined for nuggets of supposed comedic gold. "I hate my wife" is a type of comedy for guys that's not very dissimilar from "I hate my kids and love wine" for moms.
This type of comedy was becoming pretty outmoded during the Obama years, but the MAGA zoomers in coalition with their older counterparts are trying to bring it all back.
My personal opinion is that it sucks, often isn't funny at all, and that if you really hate your wife so much you should consider divorce.
God, thank you. I have a long history of trauma such that 'jokes' about an unfun, unhealthy life aren't fucking funny when they could be a cry for help in 'joke' form. I'd much rather offer someone who's 'joking' the support they might be too afraid to ask for than to 'laugh' at a 'joke' about a bad time.
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I'm on my second marriage, 10 years in this one and 13 in the first.
My relationship is easy. We don't argue, we have the same goals, she's my best friend, sex is a science where we know the other's responses and are creative. We face hard things together. I could go on. It's easy to love her.
Nothing like my first marriage, it was hell.
Ah that's the spirit!
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This is what happens when my wife goes...honey let's move the TV to the left! Its not centered. Oh that's not enough! Let's try another 1.5"! Oh! Not enough! ...not enough!.... Not enough!....
Do not marry. Its hell. But if you do, patch that wall real good.... Oh I can still see the seam! Sand it again! Yes orange peal...nope! The paint looks a little off. Paint the room!. Oh you're gonna hate me...can you move the TV another 1.5" please?
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It's a joke but it is hell in many respects. I like the way my hell makes me feel.
Like if she starts a one way conversation that extends for one hour and you don't want to be the receiver so you move a little to test the waters but then she screams at you for walking away.
Logic says...well this wonderful person could do better with a wall. But nah! Its you! Your must listen to all the unactionable statements. Yup, that's marriage. I've been here for almost a quarter century.
No matter what society says marriage is to make children and have them grow and become part of the society. Love is relatively new. We're more like cattle who work on things for a company and then purchase those things at a discount so they profit off that discount... Whether it is a profit based on pure time to money to money to time transactions or time to minerals to money to time transactions. The government wants you married to make children. So don't marry for that and keep it open at all times. Like the very best friendship you ever had regardless of all the god damn yada yada yada. Once she's done with that, it's all perfectly fine. Just shut down and keep the ears listening. You can mentally escape to a six flags....you're about to drop into an outside spin loop!...and so then I said to her "heck no!"...and she walked away! Can you believe it?...and you drop! Noooooooo!.....she continues.... It wasn't that exciting! LOL. Life's a cookie, take a bite...Noooo! Lemon cake!!! Fine take another bite!
Think I'll just stay single and keep doing whatever the fuck I want at all times.
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Standard dad calibration technique.
I do that on my husband. He's never too amused.
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Finally someone gets it!
