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rjohns39 said:
State passed a law, prohibiting counties from prohibiting keeping poultry. License used to be $5, until a bunch of folks from Maryland and DC moved into the area. Now they claim the fee is for someone to come out and inspect your setup. Ton's of HOAs in that area now that prohibit poultry "ownership." So a lady not far from Cap started a poultry "rental" business.
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Wow!
Im thinking that's kind of a genius work-around!
 
Chickassan said:
Yes i really wanna know! You know I'm a weirdo i have to know at this point!
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OK, OK. But DON'T tell him I told you....

When we would go out, and had no sanitizer, he would do this not-quite-so-discrete thing under the table. And it would drive me frigging insane, because it makes no sense, and I am a medical professional, and I would tell him it made no sense, and he would still do it anyway. Cuz he's OCD...
 
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I think I'm reading you,and nooooo lol!
pitbullmomma said:
OK, OK. But DON'T tell him I told you....

When we would go out, and had no sanitizer, he would do this not-quite-so-discrete thing under the table. And it would drive me frgging insane, because it makes no sense, and I am a medical professional, and I would tell him it made no sense, and he would still do it anyway. Cuz he's OCD...
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...it went like this.

(I am really embarrassed for him, but not so much that I can't tell you guys. Cuz it's just...messed up.)

First, he would rub his hands 20 times, vertically, up and down, across his lap. Then he would do the same thing, but horizontally.

To continue the ritual, he then would go another 20 rounds, diagonally, in each direction.

Then, he would swirl his hands around 3 times. To complete the Purging Of The Germs Ritual, he would then pat his hands up and down on his lap. Voila!!!! All the germs are gone! Cuz, ya know, he just rubbed them and patted them off.

It used to drive me absolutely crazy, because...it's frigging CRAZY, that's why.

OK. So...now you know. Cindi's husband has a really freakish, weird germ thing that he used to do. I know, I know, you don't have to tell me how screwed up it is. Whenever we go out now, on the rare occasion we run out of sanitizer, and I see him start to rub his hands on his pants (mainly to mess with me) I slap his hands like I caught em in the cookie jar, ha!
 
All that pants rubbing it's a wonder he didn't start a fire. You ever just get a mean streak in you and want to replace all his pants with corduroy just to teach him a lesson in real germ killing? ;)
pitbullmomma said:
...it went like this.

(I am really embarrassed for him, but not so much that I can't tell you guys. Cuz it's just...messed up.)

First, he would rub his hands 20 times, vertically, up and down, across his lap. Then he would do the same thing, but horizontally.

To continue the ritual, he then would go another 20 rounds, diagonally, in each direction.

Then, he would swirl his hands around 3 times. To complete the Purging Of The Germs Ritual, he would then pat his hands up and down on his lap. Voila!!!! All the germs are gone! Cuz, ya know, he just rubbed them and patted them off.

It used to drive me absolutely crazy, because...it's frigging CRAZY, that's why.

OK. So...now you know. Cindi's husband has a really freakish, weird germ thing that he used to do. I know, I know, you don't have to tell me how screwed up it is. Whenever we go out now, on the rare occasion we run out of sanitizer, and I see him start to rub his hands on his pants (mainly to mess with me) I slap his hands like I caught em in the cookie jar, ha!
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Chickassan said:
I think I'm reading you,and nooooo lol!
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Was that what you figured, Chickassan?! Probably not, lol.

He would die of embarrassment if he knew I told you guys. But it's just so... weird. But that's OCD for you. It makes no sense. The obsession with germs, and the compulsion to go 20 times in each direction! And boom, the stress is released.

I am a mean spouse, cuz I used to tease him mercilessly over it, and I know it's a little teeny bit of mental illness (he would never admit to it, but there it is, no?) And I am a poster girl for mental illness, cuz I got big old heaps of crazy. So I should be nicer. But I'm not....
 
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