Silly things that you do with your partner that you wouldn't do with anyone else...! (Light hearted)

[Cakeandbake229]

Okay I will start... Been with my partner for 4 years, despite the below, we are both mature adults in professional jobs but behind closed doors we can be like big kids!

* disclaimer: some embarrassing and immature things below,, honestly I expect some negative comments... that's okay!*

1. Whilst we are cleaning our teeth we whack each others tooth brushes like we are having a sword fight
2. We get in to playful fights, lots of light pinching and tickling!
3. Bottom burps still makes us both roar with laughter
4. Silly little pranks- Last week I flicked my partners penie whilst having a wee resulting in very wet joggers!

More to follow..!

Anyone else as silly/immature as us at times?

DH says horrible things to me ‘fuck
off you cunt’ etc in a silly voice and we laugh our heads off.
Sticking fingers up at each other. Childishly hilarious.

We spend a lot of time trying to throw food in each other mouths. 25 years and we are still crap at it.

Shout each other over to pick up something right next to ourselves ...I can only blame boredom

When leaving on a walk we always say (whilst kind of patting things down) ma hat, ma coat, ma Gandhi. Very cold days ‘ma gloves’ will be inserted.
We have a dish we call ‘slops’ - it’s very good, risotto-like.

Farting competitions. I usually win for volume.. he wins for smell .. yeah we are disgusting but it makes us laugh.

When one of us is using a broom, the other one often says "sweep sweep sweep sweep sweep", like in a children's cartoon.

We have "trial by mask" as a light-hearted forfeit for small transgressions; this came about some years ago after a storm in a teacup when I drunkenly accused him of never complimenting me on my outfit, and never even noticing what I wear. A couple of days later, when we had calmed down, he started describing my outfit in what he thought was a lot of detail; unimpressed, I then put my flowery sleep mask on him so he couldn't see, and told him he'd have to spend five minutes in the mask for each wrong answer. I asked him about flowers on my skirt, which fingernail I'd painted less perfectly than the others... he was condemned to twenty minutes after my interrogation.

"Trial by mask" became a thing for a while - it was used if one of us spent too much time on the computer, lost something because of untidiness, or was too much of a back seat driver; he'd joke that he'd make me wear it when visiting shops where I tend to spend a lot. If one of us was adamant that we were right about some fact or other, whoever turned out to be wrong would face trial by mask. We like the silly masks in Claire's Accessories for this purpose.

My DP is Welsh so we make a lot of sheep jokes. My home town is very remote and has a unique dialect. We do a lot of comedy accents with much swearing.

When folding sheets and duvet covers together, we have to smooch at each fold.

Any discussions about our cat must be done in Shakespearean English. “Behold, he eateth a kitty treat!”

On walks when we have stopped and got something out of thenother’s Backpack so they don’t have to take it off we always say ‘walk on’ accompanied by horsey clicks and often pats and sometimes a small trotting movement (when in remote walks with noone near).
One walk has a great rocky outcrop which we call ‘dead mans gulch’. We always split up and do great Western gun slinging play fights/ambushes around it with sound effects. Have been known to fall down dead.
All remotes are called ‘gizmondos’
When handing mundane things to each other we will frequently do a somellier action simetimes with tea towel over arm if to hand.
Frequent static Kung fu positions when ‘play’ arguing.
Veiled play threats - if someone says ‘ill just pop this in the washing machine’ the other will frequently say ‘I’ll just pop you In the washing machine’ followed by stupid laughing by us both.
We are both senior hard working professionals - we act like children a lot. Love it. Love each other.

Bum poking accompanied by a raspberry as I’m walking up the stairs with my hands full,

De-bagging if DH has his hands full.

Ninja boob, a random and sometimes risqué boob flash.

Blaming me for dog farts..

Bundling DH if he’s in bed before me resulting in complaints that I’ve broken his spleen.

The DC are also well versed in these acts..

Some really funny ones! 🤣🤣

I thought of another - at least once a day, one of us licks the other and says ‘licked it so it’s mine’

Do really cheesy dances to really cheesy songs.

Shout 'LUV YE' in a weird squeaky voice at random times of the day

Do funny animal /baby voices

Make every sentence sound stupid/cute

If anyone heard us we'd be shot 😂

We love playing with sparklers, especially on New Year's Eve.

As a child, I used to scare bullies off by licking my fingers and wiping them on the bully, and watch them run off yelling "ugh!!!". I've been known to do the same with DH. (I don't know how I dared do it as a child, but it often had the right effect, until a teacher saw me do it!)

Re. our thing of him wrapping my presents in front of me (see above), we tease each other big time during that ritual. I will do mock sulking and pouting that he remembered to blindfold me first, telling him that he never remembers anything else! When he used a bandanna to cover my whole face so my pouting was ineffective, I then kept giving him the finger instead. He then put on my least favourite Christmas songs! Like a child, I keep asking him again and again what he's got me; his answer is to take photos of me holding a gift before it's wrapped. It's right there in my hands, and I can't see it because of the stupid blindfold!

We speak with made up speech impediments!

These are making my day!

I've thought of another... every time he yawns I try and touch his tongue (hygienic)

Whilst in bed he likes to rest his hands on my baps if he does something silly like tickle me etc I will say he's lost his golden ticket... or platinum ticket for the lady flower or the residence suite for hokey pokey!

After sex, we get Alexa to play ‘I Just had Sex’ and sing along. It’s a great song! Only when the kids are out obviously.

DP has a specific voice for Dcat which is hysterical - think super sweary. He also blames any farts on the cat.

DP will come into the living room in his boxers, pull them up tight and do a 'sexy' dance which makes me weep with laughter.

He's a great impressionist also, you haven't lived until you've been wooed with endearments shouted in an Ian Paisley voice.

We're basically very silly and lovely dovey. We have a joke that it's a good job we love each other as no one else would put up with us. He's brilliant

Ian paisley barks also feature with us ! And whilst saying similarly crazily un-paisley like things. I just did a paisley barked comment on own in kitchen in honour.

@HeronLanyon

You can't beat someone shouting 'You're gorgeous you are, I love you' in an Ian Paisley voice

athena51this has really made me laugh.
“I love you - i said I love you. I will never say different ! I will never back down on this”

imagine being too young and to have missed all of this !!

HeronLanyon That's brilliant - I just made my DP say that to me

It's especially funny as I grew up in the 70/80s in a Catholic family and Ian Paisley was like the devil to us.

In our house, any emphatic No must be said in a strident Ian Paisley NOOOOOOO!

Athena51. How delicious to have that extra frisson ! Hope your do’s throat and general upper body has recovered. It’s easy to Overdo it and splutter etc. !!

bruce love it !

We narrow our eyes at each other to out smugstare each other complete with head tilts.
We give our dogs daft voices.
If one of us mentions watching the news, the other will exclaim: “THE NEWS!”
There’s more I’m sure but that’s off the top of my head.

I can’t believe we were only talking about this earlier, but many years ago, in the 90’s, dh used to give me a piggyback up the stairs, then drop me backwards on the bed.

It only happened on a Wednesday night though.
We’re not sure why. We can’t remember..

I was only nine stone then. I’m not sure we can do it these days without any permanent injury.....😆.