The Angriest Asian Man

The Hubs is pissing me off (I know, what else is new).  He has fucking PMS more than I do.  The last few days he has been on a tear.  He is a whiny bitch who must have cramps or something, because every time I say anything he bites my head off.

This morning he finally realized he was in a mood and he said, "What do you think I should do about my anger?"

"Start a blog," I replied.  Duh.  "You should call it Angry Asian Man."

"Fuck.  That one's taken," he said angrily.

"Really?"  Sure enough.  Some POS blog out there is called Angry Asian Man.  That guy isn't even angry, he's boring.  "Well, yours should be called Angriest Asian Man, because you're being a dick."

"I want to call it What the Fuck are You Looking At or What the Fuck are You Doing Here?" he said.

"Ohh, those are good ones!  You should do those."

"No.  Fuck it.  I can't write.  I actually have to work.  Someone around here has to work.  I don't have time to write a blog."

"Well, I think you should, because you're an asshole to live with right now,"  I said.

He replied with a pout and an actual "Hurumph."

Oh my God!!  As I'm writing this, the Hubs just accused me of throwing away a toilet paper roll with "plenty of usable toilet paper on it."  Fuck you, Hubs.  We live with two small children.  Do you think they would never do that?  Also, I'm curious as to know how much toilet paper is considered "usable."  My guess is there was half a square glued to the cardboard and the Hubs thought I could wipe my ass with it.  Fucking cheap bastard.

See, Hubs?  I feel so much better now.  You should totally start a blog - we all know you're too cheap for therapy.

If you want to read a post by the Hubs.