This is pretty funny, especially because it’s totally true.
Excerpt:
The end came on a Saturday evening. It wasn’t late. It wasn’t too early and I called him up. I said, “Hey, John, let’s go down to the Dubliner and get a beer.”
The Dubliner being an Irish joint literally 3 blocks from his house.
Over the phone he said, “I don’t know, it’s Saturday night and I’m pretty busy.”
“Busy!?” I said, “What do you mean busy?! Come on, it’s 3 blocks from your house, it’ll take all of 30 minutes to have a beer. Let’s go.”
“Hang on, let me ask my fiancé (he liked to call her his fiancé)”
So in the background I hear his lower toned male voice mumbling, asking his beloved if he could go out and get a beer, “Murmur murmur murmur murmur?”
And in return I heard her Beaker-esque (from the Muppets) high pitch voice respond;
“Neener neener neener neneer neen?”
Then I heard my friend say,
“The Captain.”
And then in vehement response the girl saying;
“THE CAPTAIN! NEENER NEENER NEENER NEENER NEENER NEEEEEEE!!!!”
Soon he came back on the phone and said, “I’m sorry, we’re hanging a pot rack tonight.”
I sat there thinking to myself, “Woooooow. This guy is completely 100% castrated.”
I said, “Pot rack? A pot rack? Can you postpone the great hanging of the pot rack?”
“No, we’ve been meaning to hang this for a while, and you know how long these projects take.”
Read the whole thing, and remember 1 Corinthians 7. For Christian men, it’s not beer that we would be giving up – it’s Christian apologetics. Most Christian women I know think that apologetics is divisive and exclusive.
WINTERY KNIGHT 