I got a problem. I don't want to fucking dress up as a couple's theme on Halloween.

I grew up in a six years who's very adamant that we two fucking reverse barbie and Ken where I have to wear an

dress and a wig all night. I just wanted to do, you know, rock out with my

cock out where I dress up like an 80s rocker, put a rubber chicken in my zipper

and funny, you know, cute, maybe get one of them that squeaks or whatever. And when I

told her that, she got so offended and told me that it was offensive to all women

present in my presence. And that she would not be around me on Halloween if I

dressed up as that. So I'm trying to find some middle, but she's not really

fucking, should I just fucking do it anyway? I don't know. Well, listen, man, I don't think that

rock out with my cock out is worth jeopardizing your six-year relationship. You can tell this is a

long-term relationship being like, I'm still gonna fucking do it. You need some

fucking freedom in your room. You need some space or something. Yeah, that's how I feel.

I was just hearing his voice. I feel I know that is true. The idea is like, should I even

fucking do it? Like, here's the thing. You did it actually. This is a really good

negotiation tactic because it's like she came to you with an offer you can't

you don't want it all. And then you and you hit her back with something that she

finds completely abhorrent. So I think in my opinion, I think it cancels out and

we got to meet somewhere in the middle. Agreed. Agreed. Right? Like you don't like as much as you don't want to do,

you know, dressing drag as Barbie, which by the way, is if you really don't want to do it, it is

fucked up for her to like be like to have to. He could come back and be like, it's transphobic.

Then you got that bitch at her own game. You don't want to do it. I would say don't do rock out with my

cock out. I don't know. I ordered some new filters for my CPAP machine. So I'll be

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