Buying Tampons is being a supportive husband/boyfriend. I don’t like it, but I will do it. Buying underwear = horn dog, pervert. I feel weird even touching it in the store.
I agree. I had to do it once. For that act of kindness I got bitched out for getting the wrong kind. I vowed to never do it again. Back on topic. That is one sick SOB. If he wanted the smell so bad he should have purchased a can of tuna.
Well played Starsabrej. If they need tampons, they're in no mood for gratitude. Now that you screwed up once, you won't be asked to do it again. Now wash the dog with Turtle Wax and you'll get out of that chore too.
Of the news that's been posted recently on the GD, this is actually one of the more amusing and least disturbing piece I've read in weeks.