Love /
My polish g/f can be a nightmare,is it always like this [262]
My old old GF doesn't get mad.
She gets Even.
But you're better off if she just gets mad. It's only a few minutes or hours you'll need to tolerate. Maybe even 15 hours a week. But you'll get used to it. Then you build a habit and learn to live peaceful with it. Plus, if she's the violent type who'll hit you or pinch you, your body will naturally get stronger (so no need to keep paying for those YMCA fees)
Now if she wants to get even.... she'll divorce you, take your money, invite you over to appoligize just to have her repeat the same thing. Then introduce you to a child who'se not even yours to begin with. But using her lovely Polish looks, will succumb you to her powers. Then you grow old and you realize you did have biological children with her, but she gave them up for adoption years ago. And so your bio-children finally learn of you but then don't respect you because their mother kept you oblivious to this whole fact of their existance for all this time; and once your children get married and become fathers themselves, they begin to understand that you weren't all that bad. Then she loses her Eighth and final husband and when you are lying down in the hospital bed, she'll gave you a call and tell you that she'd loved you soo much for all these years but didn't know how to show it. All the wanted was to have some fun, but would have always given you the last dance. She'll tell you "You were the first man in my life. And yes, I did have 8 husbands but thats because none of them could match up to you. I was lonely and desperate. I missed you soo much.". And then, you get the final message from God: Alright my child, its enough bullsh*t you've heard. Come to me..... And then...just maybe...you'll meet that right lady in the afterlife. Just maybe! And then, when she sees your lifeless eyes below her, she finally realizes what she has done to you; but now you are gone.
(I hope non of you ever experience the above)
Trust me brother, it's better to have a girl who'll have her occasional temper tantrums rather than have a girl who'll plot your distruction. Trust me, I've had the latter version.
I hope you got my sarcassm throughout this post.
I'll leave you with this.
"Dogs who barks won't bike. Its the quiet ones you got to worry about".