'How They Treat Their Parents'

Have you heard that your spouse will treat you just like they treat their parent of the opposite sex? Do you think it’s true?

Possibly.

Possibly not.

Somewhere in between possibly and possibly not

I’m gonna have to disagree with everything everybody else has said.

If it’s true, does this mean my soulmate is a woman who grew up spitting in her father’s mouth while punching him in the face and riding on his cock? I’m not sure what to think about this.

I’ve heard that a person will seek out a spouse who has the same bad characteristics of their opposite sex parent.

Hahaha that was awesome

I was thinking about this same exact thing one time after school. See, I grew up in a bad neighborhood, and the only way for me to get out of there was to play sports or a scholastic scholarship. However sometimes, I was really lazy, so my mom would yell at me about not wanting to do anything with my life, that I am just wasting my potential. Then I looked back at all my exes, and that is the exact same thing they said about me and left me for. So one day I was just shooting some b-ball outside of the school
When a couple of guys, they were up to no good
Started making trouble in my neighbourhood
I got in one little fight and my mom got scared
And said “You’re moving with your auntie and uncle in Bel-air”

I whistled for a cab and when it came near the
License plate said “fresh” and had a dice in the mirror
If anything I could say that this cab was rare
But I thought nah, forget it, yo homes to Bel-air!

I pulled up to a house about seven or eight
And I yelled to the cabby “Yo, homes smell you later!”
Looked at my kingdom I was finally there
To sit on my throne as the prince of Bel-air

[quote]DBCooper wrote:
If it’s true, does this mean my soulmate is a woman who grew up spitting in her father’s mouth while punching him in the face and riding on his cock? I’m not sure what to think about this.[/quote]

I’ve always thought of you as Hank Moody. I guess I was right.

[quote]ukrainian wrote:
I was thinking about this same exact thing one time after school. See, I grew up in a bad neighborhood, and the only way for me to get out of there was to play sports or a scholastic scholarship. However sometimes, I was really lazy, so my mom would yell at me about not wanting to do anything with my life, that I am just wasting my potential. Then I looked back at all my exes, and that is the exact same thing they said about me and left me for. So one day I was just shooting some b-ball outside of the school
When a couple of guys, they were up to no good
Started making trouble in my neighbourhood
I got in one little fight and my mom got scared
And said “You’re moving with your auntie and uncle in Bel-air”

I whistled for a cab and when it came near the
License plate said “fresh” and had a dice in the mirror
If anything I could say that this cab was rare
But I thought nah, forget it, yo homes to Bel-air!

I pulled up to a house about seven or eight
And I yelled to the cabby “Yo, homes smell you later!”
Looked at my kingdom I was finally there
To sit on my throne as the prince of Bel-air

[/quote]

So you think Jada is like the Aunt or more like the crazy Maw with rollers in her hair?

On topic - what if there is no one like the Mother? Does this explain the stay at homes?

[quote]ukrainian wrote:
I was thinking about this same exact thing one time after school. See, I grew up in a bad neighborhood, and the only way for me to get out of there was to play sports or a scholastic scholarship. However sometimes, I was really lazy, so my mom would yell at me about not wanting to do anything with my life, that I am just wasting my potential. Then I looked back at all my exes, and that is the exact same thing they said about me and left me for. So one day I was just shooting some b-ball outside of the school
When a couple of guys, they were up to no good
Started making trouble in my neighbourhood
I got in one little fight and my mom got scared
And said “You’re moving with your auntie and uncle in Bel-air”

I whistled for a cab and when it came near the
License plate said “fresh” and had a dice in the mirror
If anything I could say that this cab was rare
But I thought nah, forget it, yo homes to Bel-air!

I pulled up to a house about seven or eight
And I yelled to the cabby “Yo, homes smell you later!”
Looked at my kingdom I was finally there
To sit on my throne as the prince of Bel-air

[/quote]

I can’t believe I fucking fell for that

[quote]Power Tower wrote:

[quote]ukrainian wrote:
I was thinking about this same exact thing one time after school. See, I grew up in a bad neighborhood, and the only way for me to get out of there was to play sports or a scholastic scholarship. However sometimes, I was really lazy, so my mom would yell at me about not wanting to do anything with my life, that I am just wasting my potential. Then I looked back at all my exes, and that is the exact same thing they said about me and left me for. So one day I was just shooting some b-ball outside of the school
When a couple of guys, they were up to no good
Started making trouble in my neighbourhood
I got in one little fight and my mom got scared
And said “You’re moving with your auntie and uncle in Bel-air”

I whistled for a cab and when it came near the
License plate said “fresh” and had a dice in the mirror
If anything I could say that this cab was rare
But I thought nah, forget it, yo homes to Bel-air!

I pulled up to a house about seven or eight
And I yelled to the cabby “Yo, homes smell you later!”
Looked at my kingdom I was finally there
To sit on my throne as the prince of Bel-air

[/quote]

I can’t believe I fucking fell for that[/quote]

x2. It was well played ^^