Of course, her logic was that grapes are the smallest, and had nothing to do with whether they grow on trees. Plus, few people have much of an idea what, precisely, bananas grow on.
I knew somebody would pick up on that sooner or later!
Anyway I remebered a few more:
Parking; I was the one parking she was the one complaining that it wasn’t in the center enough.
also with parking we’re going to the mall; she bithches becuase I parked too far away from the door as oppoosed to driving around for half an hour looking for a spot close to the door.So she wouldn’t have to walk she says… “well guess what honey, guess what your going to be doing (and lots of I might add) once you get inside the mall… WALKING!”
Also peanutbutter I like it kept in the pantry so when you use it; its easy to spread around on the bread. She like it kept in the fridge becuase… well I don’t know why! geez…
Apples and pears… I’m stumped. They’re too alike for me to differentiate from each other as well as the other three by a single property. Anyone?
My stupidest argument happened when I refused to be drawn into an argument. There’s just no way to win that one.
Max, I agree with you about the coconut. I took that test, I think it was at eMode, and I guess I got that one wrong too. It’s a bad question.
Stupidest fight with the ex: he was flossing his teeth in the living room and smelling it after each tooth. I found this vaguely nauseating, so I said, “Could you please do that in the bathroom?” A reasonable request, I thought, but he felt I was attempting to humiliate him and belittle his dental hygiene regimen. It became readily apparent that he was having other issues, and now he is having them elsewhere.
But here’s a doozy: boyfriend from years ago was a big Pearl Jam fan. You know that song “Better Man,” where he says,
Waitin’, watchin’ the clock, it’s four o’clock, it’s got to stop
Tell him, take no more, she practices her speech
As he opens the door, she rolls over…
Pretends to sleep as he looks her over
Well, this guy insisted that Eddie meant 4 o’clock in the afternoon. And this guy was literally a rocket scientest in the US Air Force. Your tax dollars at work.
He’s religious…Im not.
We argued whether he cherishes the time he has living here spent with me or is considering life nothing more than a “required set of duties” to earn his place deserving heaven.
See, I would say the grape too but because it’s the only one without dense, white flesh. But I can see the argument for the coconut because it’s one “seed”…all the others have multiple seeds inside.
My husband and I once argued about Q-tips. I feel that one is enough for both ears (one end for each ear) but he uses two, one end of each. He says he’s being efficient. :rolleyes:
Owing to the fact theat we live in a very impoverished area and most families have no means of transport, I donated a new motorbike to my wife’s family so as to allow them to go to the market and other helping the family type things…
Well, only one young man knew how to ride it, so he was allowed to use it for limited personal use as long as he took good care of it and paid for all of the fuel he wasted. For some stupid reason he felt that the law governing safety features such as lights did not apply to him and he decided to alter the bike. I advised my wife of the problem on several occasions, but nothing was repaired, so one day, I confronted the idiot.
Well, her mother was horribly offended that I did what she was too weak and scared to do…discipline her irresponsible son. So, she decided to yell at and insult me, so I told her to leave my house. I have been supporting her with money, food, and even certain other tangibles for at least one year already, and she wants to insult me?
Well, my wife thought immediately jumped on her mother’s side of the argument and that was when it happened, our first and only real argument. Had those two women not been too scared to act in the proper and appropriate manner on the several occassions that I mentioned it, I would never have had to sell the motorbike away from them. But in the end, the witch and my wife eventualy calmed down and the witch walked home for all I could care.
But to be completely honest, yes, it is only property, but it is very expensive property and if not cared for properly is just wasted money, and I have absolutely no intention of paying to repair or replace the bike or to pay the fines incurred by that stupid kid, either.
That was the stupidest argument we have ever had, it was also the only argument we ever had.
Mrs Gargoyle & I have a chronic argument whenever I have to make a U-turn while driving. No matter where I pick to turn around, it is always either too far down the road, or it should have been a 2 point turn instead of a 3, etc. We can get along about anything else in the world. But everytime we have to make a U-turn I know that we are going to have a grumpy-match for the next several hours. Sigh.
My SO and I bicker constantly over stupid things, but in a lighthearted, loving way (:P). Our most recent was while watching that gem of network cable genius, “Man vs. Beast” that he insisted we watch. A Navy Seal was pitted against a Chimpanzee on an obstacle course. He betted on the Navy Seal, as did I. I then commented that the Chimp would lose time on the monkey bars because they aren’t built for fast brachiation in the wild. The following ensued:
Boyfriend: What?! All they do is arm-over-arm movement!
zepchick: I’m not SAYING they don’t brachiate at all, all I’m saying is they aren’t equipped to do it very quickly.
Boyfriend: Pfffffffft! poke
zepchick: Poking me does NOT change the fact that I just got done with Primatology in Anthro class and that I AM RIGHT AND YOU ARE WRONG!!! HAHAHAHAH!
After that he tackled me and poked me mercilessly…and the Navy Seal won.
Socks. When we met, I wore nothing but boots, so I never worried if my socks matched. (they did have to be of similar weight, so I wouldn’t cant to one side) This drove her crazy. She would match them for me, I would grab two unmatched just to spite her…in the end, she won.
