The full moon and PMS makes a deadly combination and creates a being that is not of this world . The wife is displaying signs of the excorcist when Linda Blair's head starts to spin. My only safety zone is to be on my boat in the middle of the lake, even if it's during a lightning storm. I don't think I can take anymore.

There are forces at work bigger than you are. Tell her you love and run for the door. A man has got to know his limitations. Good luck.

Yup. There's a reason I've spent most of the day working in the yard, and it doesn't have anything to do with curb appeal.

The full moon and PMS makes a deadly combination and creates a being that is not of this world . The wife is displaying signs of the excorcist when Linda Blair's head starts to spin. My only safety zone is to be on my boat in the middle of the lake, even if it's during a lightning storm. I don't think I can take anymore.

That's nothing. Wait till menopause kicks in!

Idk what's worse with mine the PMS or prego roller coaster of emotions. At least the monthly visitor can be some what planned ahead for I used to always know around the 28th to disapear lol but in the 3 years weve been together 18mo of it she was prego

I hear ALL of That !

But at least we (as men) sort of know when it's coming. I mean at least there is some "schedule" so we can prepare for it ( whatever that means)

But My poor woman get no warning at all when I decide to FLIP OUT about some stupid nothing.

I just go off randomly like some cheaply made bomb with a Mickey Mouse wrist watch for a timer.

So, who has the better of that deal ?

I will admit however that my mental tirades rarely last more than a day or two ~

A-Jay

I hear ALL of That !

But at least we (as men) sort of know when it's coming. I mean at least there is some "schedule" so we can prepare for it ( whatever that means)

But My poor woman get no warning at all when I decide to FLIP OUT about some stupid nothing.

I just go off randomly like some cheaply made bomb with a Mickey Mouse wrist watch for a timer.

So, who has the better of that deal ?

I will admit however that my mental tirades rarely last more than a day or two ~

A-Jay

Your fits can be controlled with medication. But the woman,anything that bleeds for at least 3 days straight and survives ain't human.

The full moon and PMS makes a deadly combination and creates a being that is not of this world . The wife is displaying signs of the excorcist when Linda Blair's head starts to spin. My only safety zone is to be on my boat in the middle of the lake, even if it's during a lightning storm. I don't think I can take anymore.

I think I'd rather take my chances with the lightning than with my wife during her time of the month! At least with lightning death comes quickly!

At least ya'lls womens are 'normal' and can be expected and somewhat planned for.

Mine has never been 'normal' in that department. Sometimes she skips a month, sometimes its 2 days, sometimes it stops and starts for two weeks. But when she gets really crazy, and I've had enough, I'll blow up and basically tell her to shut the ..... up. She'll get really POed for about an hour, then it's like somebody flipped the switch. Fortunatly, that scenario doesn't play often.

Women, gotta love 'em. Can't shoot 'em, can't trade 'em for beer

At least ya'lls womens are 'normal' and can be expected and somewhat planned for.

Mine has never been 'normal' in that department. Sometimes she skips a month, sometimes its 2 days, sometimes it stops and starts for two weeks. But when she gets really crazy, and I've had enough, I'll blow up and basically tell her to shut the ..... up. She'll get really POed for about an hour, then it's like somebody flipped the switch. Fortunatly, that scenario doesn't play often.

Women, gotta love 'em. Can't shoot 'em, can't trade 'em for beer

I don't know about that. My father-in-law keeps leaving that nasty Coors Light crap in my fridge every time he visits. I'd be willing to trade that canned urine for just about anything...even somebody's crabby old lady.

You guys sound like the lyrics of a song I heard the other day. Singing about his wife/girlfriend.

My baby don't deserve to die. My baby should be buried alive.