There is no occasion, I am not in the dog house, I am not feeling guilty about anything, I just did it.
Go louie! Go Louie!
Very, very nice.
Zette
Ooh, those are the best kind of flowers, the for-no -particular-reason-other-than-I-love-you roses.
Wat to go, Louis!!
Sounds like you two are gonna have a nice night! 
LouisB, that’s not something you spread around. Buying flowers for no reason is a shameful act and should be kept as quiet as possible. Even buying them for a reason should be discouraged. Imagine how much happier Marcie would have been if your brought home a bucket of chicken or a large pizza.
Thank God my wife doesn’t read the SDMB.
Louis,
If I gave you my husband’s e-mail address would you tell him the benefits of “no occasion” flowers?
Merlot
And Merlot’s post shows exactly what I’m talking about. :mad: I’m going to talk to my friends in high places and have them delete this thread.
My experience has been that no-reason-flowers do nothing other than raise the suspicion level of the receiver. Or maybe it was just me.
Awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww 
That’s so cool!!!
Arnold,
It’s the equivalent of “Of course you can spend the whole day at Randy’s watching football…And I’ll even be naked in bed waiting for you to come home ;).” 
Merlot
psycat90, this has got to be one of the best juxtapositions ever.
Merlot, your husband should shower you with roses.
Marcie really liked her roses. She liked the steak dinner I cooked, too.
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*Originally posted by LouisB *
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Uh I know a certian LIONsob who could use an email lesson on the rewards this could bring a man.
LouisB, you are hereby and forthwith removed from the ranks of Real Men and all of the attendant privileges thereof; including, but not limited to:
-watching football in your underwear,
-scratching where and when it itches,
-spitting on the sidewalk,
-posting to guystuff threads and their variants,
-grunting instead of using actual words, and
-selective hearing.
Turn in your Real Man ID and underarm hair to the attendant on your way out.
May your toilet seat be forever be down.
Resolved and established this 1st day of September, in the year of our National Footbal League Championship XXXV.
See, now this is the kind of sentiment of which I heartily approve. Though in my case I don’t watch football.
Dr. Jackson - well said.
Doctor Jackson, in view of the fact that Marcie actually had the reaction that Merlot suggest she might have, I feel that expulsion from the Association of Real Men is unduly harsh. I understand that I no doubt violated several of the by-laws of the Association, but one of the prime lessons I absorbed in Guy School was that the end, if favorable to the guy, always justifies the means. I was given to understand that if the end result involved the guy’s sexual gratification, any means at hand were to be used. I have to admit that I did not plot the result of my action but the result could not have better if I had.
I do not discount the importance of watching football, scratching in public and spitting on the street. Like all real men, I am proud of my armpit hair and display it at every opportunity. However, if given any lattitude, I would much prefer to spend time in bed with my beautiful, sensual, uninhibited and liberated darling Marcie than in watching a game, the outcome of which I cannot influence.
I ask for reinstatement on the grounds that, at my age, every sexual encounter has a very real chance of being my last. Therefore, I believe it is in the most honored tradition of Real Men everywhere that I maximize my chances for sexual enjoyment. Far from betraying Real Men, I merely attempted to enlighten my brothers to the fact that unexpected demonstrations of affection pays dividends beyond any that might be obtained in other ways.
Listen, Ladies of the SD, I didn’t mean any of that crap, I just want to get this Jackson guy calmed down. He seems capable of anything, you know? I mean, a guy that prefers spitting to loving, well, what can I say?
But I want the ladies to know that I didn’t really have any ulterior motives, I bought the flowers because I love Marcie and she deserves to be payed tribute ever so often.
Don’t let that Doctor guy read this, okay?
Oh, heavens, where to begin?
Of course you do. Any man who’s not a Real Man is really no man at all. You may quote me on that.
Violated several of the by-laws? My ex-man, you single-handedly decimated the entire Real Man Constitution. These rules are not here for our pleasure (well, ok, they are - but that’s beside the point).
Aaaiiiigh! Away from me with your women’s logic! While Real Man sexual gratification is of utmost importance, it is NEVER an excuse to be thoughtful. Good Lord, former-man, you’ve slid further than I ever realized.
A Real Man would never admit anything of the sort. I’ll bet you ask for directions, too.
I would cry, but Real Men don’t. I don’t think I’ve ever read anything quite so sad.
Aaaiiiigh, again! You showed affection? To something other than a proven plastic worm or a smelly t-shirt? Louise, you kill me.
Methinks you aren’t repentant. First you must realize that what you did was wrong. Then you must buy appropriate gifts for your wife. A toaster for her birthday. A push mower for your anniversary. Deliver said gifts on the wrong date. Act confused when she gets mad. Post those type stories here a few times. Then maybe, just maybe, I can convince the Real Men to reconsider. Until then we will have to confiscate your remote. The only channel you’ll be changing is to #5.
Wanna take it one step further, Louis?
Here’s what I did for Honesty one day:
Buy red roses, a lot of them. Strategically place the roses throughout the house: one on the couch, one on the bed, one in the fridge, one in the bathroom, anywhere she may stumble across it. Attach a card to each rose giving a reason for that rose. Some of the cards I wrote were “This is for cleaning the apartment last week,” “This is because I love your laugh,” “This is because you cheer me up when I’m sad,” etc.
It lets your SO know you appreiciate them and the little things they do. As an added bonus - damn, did I get LUCKY that night!
Well, Brattman, you did take it a step farther. More than one, I would say. In fact, I wish I had thought to do what you did. But, beware of this Doctor Jackson guy. Maybe he is too busy deleting all memory of me from the Association of Real Men to get around to you.
Doctor Jackson, I suppose you are right. I have never really felt like a real man anyway. I hate football and I have a paucity of body hair. I have a very light beard and I love to go shopping with Marcie. I do like to fish but only if Marcie goes with me. So, I withdraw my petition for reinstatement. I will return my membership card when I report to headquarters for the branding and flogging mandated by the Association’s Constitution.
I’ll feel a whole lot better when I see the companion thread from one of the SDMB babes…
“I gave my hubby/boyfriend the best oral sex of his life as soon as he walked in the door…then I poured him a cold beer…got his remote control for him and ordered a pizza…no reason…just because”
If I DON"T see such a thread, all will NOT be right in the world