...and shut your hole! (c) Every Kid Who Liked Wrestling In the Early Millennium
I have to admit. I'm fucking awesome at somethings...others, not so much. For example, I'm great at cooking, and cleaning. I can grout, reseal, glaze and caulk anything you put in front of me. I can fix electronics and put together even the most complicated piece of furniture from Ikea without using instructions (#thuglife bitch I don't need instructions). Hell, I can rewire a house with simply a pair of pliers, some wire cutters, and testers (my grandfather is an electrician), but I CANNOT do plumbing.
The faucet for the tub has been fucked up for the longest. I look at cool ass tub faucets everyday at work and I never get one because I don't know how to hook that bitch up! My dad knows how to do it but he puts shit off so much that I'll have my own place by the time he gets around to fixing it.
Anyway, I know that my husband/significant other/life partner will have to be able to back me up from my shortcomings. He better know how to replace the kitchen faucet, change the oil in my car, and know how to curb his anger whenever I tell him to suck my dick...
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