Last July a woman in Montana shoved her newlywed husband off a cliff to his death. This news surprised and shocked almost everyone. Some people (mostly women) were sad for the woman because after finding her soul-mate, the lifetime commitment ended in just over a week. Other people (mostly men) wondered how the guy could have made such a poor choice. Now many guys are married to “pushy” women, but this one was bit “overly pushy”.
However there is one group of guys that was not surprised at all by this news item. These are men who are married to a woman that experience (notice I didn’t say suffers because that would be sexist) Enhanced PMS, or EPMS. I don’t think this is a medical term, but it should be. While many people make jokes about PMS, EPMS is not a laughing matter. EPMS can result in you being pushed off a high cliff to your death. EPMS is similar to demon possession, but unfortunately a Catholic priest is no match for it. You just have to wait for nature to literally run its course.
|Enhanced PMS in action - time to shut up!|
My guess is that pushy bride was experiencing EPMS when this unfortunate incident occurred. Of course EPMS alone did not cause this tragedy, there has to be a “trigger”. And of course by a trigger I am referring to the poor husband’s mouth. He obviously said something that he no doubt regretted all the way down until he hit the ground.
Evolution has caused men in close relationships with EPMS women to adapt to survive. These men don’t say anything once the EPMS period (literally, again) starts. Unless of course he is supposed to say something and then you choose his words very carefully. Sort of like your life depends on it, because of course, it does.
So you have to wonder what this poor guy’s last words were. Here are some possibilities:
- Wow, your butt really looks huge in those jeans. Next time we fly, we may have to buy you an extra seat!
- That sammich you made me today was horrible. The bread was stale and it had too much catsup. It was just awful, one of the worst I’ve ever had. Next time I tell you to make me a sammich, I expect you to do much better.
- Hey your sister is looking so smoking hot since she lost all that weight. Maybe you should go on a diet.
- You are spending way too much money on shoes and make-up. How am I ever going to afford my boat when you keep wasting money on stupid crap?
- I can’t believe how large your friend Becky’s breasts are. They are huge! Her husband sure is a lucky guy.
- You really need to remember to put the toilet seat up after you finish. I’m tired of putting the thing up every time I go in there.
- Quit complaining! You are starting to sound just like your mother and you know how big of a bitch she is.
- Can you pick up these clothes I threw the floor! I almost tripped and hurt myself. I want this floor kept clean.
- I know we were supposed to go out for a romantic dinner to celebrate the night we met, but the guys are having a very important fantasy football league meeting tonight at Hooters. So just make yourself a sammich.
- Do you really have to talk so much? I going to have to buy me some of those noise cancellation headphones.
Now I don’t know how the trial will turn out, but if I was on the jury I would want to know if the woman was under the influence of EPMS and if so, what her husband said to set her off. And if she was experiencing EPMS and her husband did say something stupid, I’m letting her walk. Well, under one condition, that she is required to tell any future suitors on their first date exactly how her first husband died. If you’re getting a pushy woman, better to know that up front.