"I yelled at my husband last night. Not pick-up-your-socks yell. Not how-could-you-ignore-that-red-light yell. This was real yelling. This was 30 minutes of from-the-gut yelling. Triggered by a small, thoughtless, dismissive, annoyed, patronizing comment. Really small. A micro-wave that triggered a hurricane. I blew. Hard and fast." [More]Yep. Sounds like hydrophobia.
[Via Michael G]
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I'm guessing this goes here instead:
Interesting tale of woe about a harridan of a person with no common sense. I guess its a wonder her husband has buried her in the forest. on Standard Party Practice
David Aumend
at 4:31 PM
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Yet screaming "RAPIST!" at a man is acceptable.
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