Next door are having a massive fight about google

It was over whether you couldn't be sure that the colours you saw were the same as other people saw. The colour you all call blue could be different but you all know it as blue because you can only see through your own eyes.

@CrabbityRabbit – I have often thought about this being possible and tried to explain it to other people who never seem to understand what I mean!

Our interesting old neighbours had a row about a fish food pot falling in the tank. All we heard was "YOURE GOING TO KILL THE FUCKING FISH...... Why don't you do the dog too while you're at it"

plus the classic row over spelling beautiful. Which finished with "it's B E A U T I F O L L you thick cunt" 😂🤣😂

MsAdorable just read your post about HerLadySheep and her husband who's always doing the washing. Is that where my ex ended up??!! It says he's down trodden. My ex was a right bastard so I hope it's him !

Had a weird controlling ex many years ago, amongst other things he was obsessed with washing clothes. Allied to this was his insistence that only he hung wet clothes properly on the airer.

One evening we were arguing about something, next to an airer of clothes I'd just hung out. As I left the room I saw him move towards it, putting his hand out.

"And don't you move those bloody clothes!" I shouted as I left the room. Cue me trying to leave the room and him putting his hand out to move them. It was like:

...moves hand closer
"Don't you dare touch them"
..retracts, then as I'm leaving moves hand closer
"Don't you rearrange them"
...retracts, waits, moves hand closer
"So help me god don't you touch them."

And so it went on.

I left soon after
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Um, U2HasTheEdge your DH may have a point. Penguins have unique spot patterns on their chest that can be used to identify them. It’s like a fingerprint, google Penguin Recognition Project.

However, it also seems that penguins use sounds to identify each other too.

Me and my husband had a massive argument over penguins last week.

I claimed that Penguins look identical (the same type of penguins that is) and they identify each other by their voice. He claims that penguins might look identical to us but to each other they look different and they can also tell each other apart by looks. I told him he was being stupid because they are bloody identical looking. This ended up in a row about DNA and all sorts. It got quite shouty.

My mum and her friend come round and then we all debate the issue. It gets quite heated. The children then get involved and we all argue about fucking penguins. Clearly I am right. They do look identical and can't tell each other apart by looks.

HerLadySheep

I heard our very shouty next door neighbour yelling at her poor down trodden husband recently, because "he was always doing the washing, leave the washing machine alone"

She is very odd!!

Oh god. Are you my neighbour? I recently shouted this at dh in the kitchen and the French doors were probably open. In my defence he tends to bung completely random selections of clothes in the wash and then stuff gets missed and muddled up and it’s infuriating. No school uniform gets washed but we’ve got about twenty clean towels.

I may be a bit shouty and odd but I hate living in the middle of a village, there’s no privacy whatsoever.

My father, aged 67 at the time, refused to speak to my mother for a week because she said he didn't look like Paul McCartney.

This sounds familiar . . . .

Older woman and her mid-40’s son having a quiet, dignified argument in the Waitrose cafe. She had evidently asked him to come for coffee so she could talk him into inviting Marco for Christmas. He was adamant he wasn’t inviting Marco because the last time he did, Marco had brought a 6-pack of non-alcoholic beer. It was brilliant.

NYE when I was 18, many years ago, a drunk guy threatened my boyfriend as he couldnt get through to the toilet due to the place being heaving and really loud. I heard what he said but my boyfriend didnt and innocently said "pardon". Cue guy punching him. Cue boyfriend ducking with perfect timing. Cue me, with equally anti-perfect positioning, being punched on the nose!

At least drunk guy sobered up pretty quickly!

I don't know what the arguments about but he started shouting about "that fucking telly" which then crashed through the bedroom window.

A little while later he was out trying to convince the police officer that it had just fallen 😆

'well maybe if I'd have had my glasses 53 years ago I'd have picked a better looking husband!'
hahaha

Bonkers but I like it! It could be like your superpower! I can seeallthe blues!

Umm I got one Brown and one green eye, does that mean I see both colours equally?

Nay lass, yon lepers were in Ben Hur, and I'll hear no more about it!

This has cheered me up no end

I'm waiting to get a mention to be honest. Me and DH have had some odd ones in public, usually hissed under the breath, but actually, he's deaf as fuck so I end up being louder and enunciating really pointedly.

Was having a discussion about tue first month's with our new baby, DH was being flippant. we were walking past a group of women and I said, audibly "you will NEVER know the pain of breastfeeding a teething baby so don't even start!"...they laughed, DH did not dare.

crabbity and alpaca I’ve been a witness to that very argument. Unfortunately there’s a really log and boring scientific explanation which means that we DO see colour pretty much the same as each other.

DH and I used to have (and still have) blazing rows on many small things but what stand out to me is how to cut a cucumber and onion for salad. I wouldnt peel the cucumber and take out the whole white middle bit from the onion, whereas he would meticulously peel the cucumber and waste a little as possible from the onion to the point that sometimes I even found skins left behind. After many a rows now we do what we want to do when its our turn to make the salad and the other person has to eat without complaining. Lessons learnt after many years.

I was on a train the other day going to work. It was early morning and I was tired. So I drifted off into fantasy land for a bit... until

I happened to over hear part of a really heated discussion well argument over a newspaper. These two people in front of me were actually fighting with each other over a newspaper article.

My partner and I have had healthy discussions with each other on newspaper articles but this is completely beyond logic and reason. Said newspaper lay on the floor. I picked it up.

'well maybe if I'd have had my glasses 53 years ago I'd have picked a better looking husband!
I work in an opticians, I really want use this in some form of advertising !

I live in a apartment building. I often hear arguments at night when I’m trying to sleep. They’re amusing. Last night I happened to over hear a discussion about paint and laziness too. It concluded with a door slamming shut.

'well maybe if I'd have had my glasses 53 years ago I'd have picked a better looking husband!'

It's not so much an argument as a grudge, but when DM was dying, she said "I still haven't forgiven you for xebec". This was a Scrabble game from 20 years previously.

We're from Yorkshire, in case it wasn't glaringly obvious.

We don’t argue very often & actually up until a couple of years ago, I would say our “rows” were not arguments because DH was abusive & my opinion didn’t really get acknowledged a lot of the time. There were some screaming matches though & a lot of them started over such ridiculous things. If we’d had a healthier relationship dynamic, we would often have ended up laughing. I have posted about this before - the saga of the bedroom bin. I had emptied it into the kitchen bin & put it on the stairs ( others might say that alone could cause friction because why not just take it up straight away but that’s another story!). I ate a sweet or something & put the wrapper in said bin. Well, my God, you would think I’d strewn rubbish all over the house! DH went on & on & I couldn’t understand his problem. I ended up at screaming point! Surely when you got the bloody thing upstairs you would put rubbish in it anyway so what on earth was wrong with dropping a wrapper in whilst it was still on the stairs?! He kept saying you shouldn’t fill it! Honestly, this went on & it escalated ( as a lot of our “ arguments “ did back then). It was awful & I should never have put up with it. Equally, I shouldn’t even have bothered trying to reason with DH in the first place. “ Whatever” would have been a good response. So glad our relationship isn’t like that anymore!

“ Yon lepers” - that post is comedy gold!

I recently had one with oh about vaping on the bus hes adamant that you can. One google search shut him up

Another imaginary lottery win argument....

I said in our huge house that we will build ourselves I wanted a grand entrance and sweeping staircase so that we could have a huge Christmas tree that would look amazing. DH disagreed stating that it would be a massive ballache to decorate, I said it would be fine because we could pay someone to do it for us. He got really pissed off saying that would take the fun out of it, he wasn’t impressed when I said what fun? You said it would be a ballache! We kept going round in circles for some time until I said fine, I’ll build my own fucking house and do the tree my way and that we may as well get divorced now because when we win the lottery we will be living in different houses anyway. That went down like a lead balloon.

I have just noticed both of the stupid arguments I have shared involve Christmas What’s worse is I’m Christmas mad. Wonder what this year will bring