Dog house stories

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Doug and I just shared our latest "Holy Crap am I going to be in trouble" stories and I know there are more out there.:D

Just dawned on me that I bought the wife a damndable expensive smooth top stove and scratched the top of it while cleaning my rifle. ( I think told her I dropped my bino's on it)

or

The time I bought a BB gun years ago and strung the x-mas lights up on the ceiling down stairs and shot them all out. That was fun, but sufferin Mary she was mad.:eek:

What have you done at home to get you in #### with the wife or ...........?
 
I brought 11 beagle pups in the house after feeding them the leftovers from Christmas Dinner. They escaped from the enclosure and decided to have a craporama in the living room.... she had just purchased new drapes and a cream area carpet. What was I doing while this was going on.... I was watching a hunting video... I never heard a thing.:rolleyes:
I divorced that b-tch anyway she had no sense of humour!;)
 
BIGREDD said:
I brought 11 beagle pups in the house after feeding them the leftovers from Christmas Dinner. They escaped from the enclosure and decided to have a craporama in the living room.... she had just purchased new drapes and a cream area carpet. What was I doing while this was going on.... I was watching a hunting video... I never heard a thing.:rolleyes:
I divorced that b-tch anyway she had no sense of humour!;)
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Well I thought it was funny. But then I didn't have to clean it up. :D
 
BIGREDD said:
I brought 11 beagle pups in the house after feeding them the leftovers from Christmas Dinner. They escaped from the enclosure and decided to have a craporama in the living room.... she had just purchased new drapes and a cream area carpet. What was I doing while this was going on.... I was watching a hunting video... I never heard a thing.:rolleyes:
I divorced that b-tch anyway she had no sense of humour!;)
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i hope you gave her hell for cooking a meal that made your dawgs do that:p
 
a better question around my house would be, "what have I done around the house that did NOT get me in #### with the wife?"

Like the time I came home drunk (buddies drove me, thankfully), I puked all over the place, passed out on the bed and forgot we had a big date for that night. That was hugely popular..........

Or having buddies drop by at all hours of the day and night and getting rip-roaring drunk, all the while "trying to be quiet" so she could sleep - nothing louder than a bunch of drunks trying to be quiet...........

Or (a LONNNGGGGG time ago) in a particularly tender moment, calling her by the wrong name............you younger fellows should know that this is a VERY VERY VERY bad idea..............

oh this is just memory lane for me, the accounts number in the thousands......proof positive that my wife is a saint!

Doug
 
I was in the dog house a few years back.I had an accident and was going through a bad time. Everytime i went in the cutlery drawer to get a fork for whatever it was i was eating i would grab one of those STUPID desert forks. They were always mixed in with the regular forks. Every time i grabbed one of these forks i would bent it in half and chuck it in the garbage.
A month or so went by and the GF asked where all the desert forks had gone. I played dumb and told her she probably packed them up and stored them somewhere.
Well. I finally fessed up after she searched the house for these friggin forks. Not good. I hate those stupid things and now all my brothers in law and male friends agree with me that those forks are useless and need to go in the garbage.
I make sure to never speak of desert forks around her as she wants till KILL me for disposing of them.:)
 
Gee.... what's landed me in the doghouse over the last few years.....

Spending more money on my truck than my g/f, spending more money on guns than my g/f hanging out with hot chicks more than I hang out with my g/f (if she didn't work weekends, it wouldn't be an issue) and then there was the capper... This past new year's eve.... Making out with a girl i've been best friends with for 10 or so years..... WHEEEEE!!!!!!!!
 
I wanted a dog and my wife didn't. Our local police force had a 6 month old female Shep that they were about to put to sleep because they figured she would never track. I took the dog from them and brought it home when she was at work. I let the kids play with the dog all afternoon and they all fell in love with it.

Wife came home and was not happy.BTW I had the dog 8 yrs (she died in May 2005) and my wife took it the hardest.

And after training her with Sentry Dog Services in Edmonton, the dog tracked human quarry 177 times and was successful 177 times. So I ain't so dumb after all.


(Although I like Grizz Axxemann's story better)
 
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I bought my wife some camo fabric and a pattern to make me hunting clothes for xmas. She wasn't impressed.....
I'm still paying for it!

(I bought her other stuff as well)
 
Here's my tale of dog house penance.......

One spring my wife and I were out halibut fishing on the local waters. I had caught a couple of nice hali's there the week before, and I knew that there would be a good chance of hooking yet another. My wife had never fished halibut before and really wanted to latch into one.
Sure enough, after a while we hooked into a nice one and the tug of war ensued. As we fought the fish, we passed the rod off to each other to give our arms a needed rest. My wife was bringing the hali to the surface and I had the harpoon in hand ready and steady.... I told her to expect the hali to take a run back to the bottom once it gets close to the surface and to let it go. Well, sure enough, a hali I figured to be about 70 lbs comes up, shakes it's head and heads back for the bottom like a freight train. The Peetz reel is spinning backwards as the line is peeling out and my wife goes and clamps her hand down on the reel. With that, the rod smacks the gunwale since this fish ain't stopping. With that, "pop" goes 100 pound test line and the fish with tackle parts. Needless to say my wife felt bad, and my ensuing hissy fit didn't help matters either. That started it....... To this day she has not forgotten my halibut hissy fit, and it took a couple of years with many appologies before she would fish with me again.
 
Doug said:
Or (a LONNNGGGGG time ago) in a particularly tender moment, calling her by the wrong name............you younger fellows should know that this is a VERY VERY VERY bad idea..............



Doug
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HAHAHHAHAH

Summer of 2005 marked the one year anniversary of Gatehouse with Hunterslut.

And yet when we were at a firends cabin on Gun Lake, after a few beers, I called her by the Ex's name.:D :eek:
 
Several years ago, my job required me to travel quite a bit. My wife complained she missed me, so I bought her a dog to keep her company. Of course it was a german shorthaired pointer.....so ya gotta buy a gun to take it birdhunting, it would be cruel to not to let it do what it was breed for.

One gun turned into 2, then a handgun, then another shotgun for her, so I could buy another for me. Then a deer rifle, a .22, then a .223 cause god knows there's nothing to hunt from January to March but coyotes.....

Then a guy needs a gun safe cause of all the stupid laws....and the closet was getting kind of full....

All was going well until I was cleaning the collection one day. Somehow I managed to get gun oil on the floor of the laundry room which eventually came in contact with the "Good" bed spread. She's pissed now and it's been a month.

The irony? If it wasn't for my brother in law, the butcher, the hunter, and the competitive shooter who was my best man at our wedding, I probably would never had been lucky enough to learn my appreciation for firearms and hunting at all. Of course it's all my wifes fault I even know the guy!
 
Grizz Axxemann said:
Gee.... what's landed me in the doghouse over the last few years.....

Spending more money on my truck than my g/f, spending more money on guns than my g/f hanging out with hot chicks more than I hang out with my g/f (if she didn't work weekends, it wouldn't be an issue) and then there was the capper... This past new year's eve.... Making out with a girl i've been best friends with for 10 or so years..... WHEEEEE!!!!!!!!
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I'm still trying to see what it was you did wrong. :p
 
Gatehouse said:
Summer of 2005 marked the one year anniversary of Gatehouse with Hunterslut.

And yet when we were at a firends cabin on Gun Lake, after a few beers, I called her by the Ex's name.:D :eek:
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OH SH*T! You did NOT!

And she's still with you?
 
Gatehouse said:
HAHAHHAHAH

Summer of 2005 marked the one year anniversary of Gatehouse with Hunterslut.

And yet when we were at a firends cabin on Gun Lake, after a few beers, I called her by the Ex's name.:D :eek:
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ROTFL the first year me and my wife were together every tuesday night i would end up calling my wife my ex's name while asleep till finally she got pissed and beat the crap outta me with a nice peice of red cedar aint never called her anything but hunny since lol
 
I bought an ATV a few years back w/o out consulting the better half.

Wouldn't have been so bad, but I was layed off at the time and we needed the cash for other stuff, like food :D





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