My "favorite" instance of that is either (1) the time he decided we could replace the garage door opener ourselves before his parents came to visit, which lead to us standing in the garage at 3AM, in the June Houston heat, or (2) the time he tried to "fix" things in his aunt's house, where we were staying after having moved out of our house, which resulted in having to buy a new ceiling fan and call out an electrician.
He's almost always right about what he's doing, but I wish it didn't happen late at night most of the time.
[Me: "I could die every time I use the vibrator? That is NOT COOL."]
You have a vibrator that plugs into the wall?
can he visit my condo? it's a nice place, but it's electrically *fucked*...he'd have projects up the butt. And we wouldn't have to remember what three outlets worked.
Sometimes I forget that he can make any simple project into a 22-episode DIY Network program.
I have a BiL like this, and I started a running joke about how that program would be called This Slow House
You have a vibrator that plugs into the wall?
Meet the Hitachi Magic Wand. Good stuff. (That is an understatement.)
Which reminds me -- isn't it freaky sex toy friday?
[Me: "I could die every time I use the vibrator? That is NOT COOL."]
You have a vibrator that plugs into the wall?
My thoughts exactly. Of course, there is no bitterness like the bitterness of your vibrator running out of battery when you are trying to handle business. Not that that's ever happened to me
stands casually in front of drawer with Costco package of 20 "C" batteries.
Ah yes, the sex toy that doubles as a PS3 controller.
You have a vibrator that plugs into the wall?
My thoughts exactly. Of course, there is no bitterness like the bitterness of your vibrator running out of battery when you are trying to handle business. Not that that's ever happened to me
Dude, the Magic Wand (I typed "Magic Wang") ruined me for other vibrators. It PLUGS IN.
Okay, gotta hang up laundry (thank you, 90-degree weather!) and go to Whole Paycheck for cold food. Nom.