I’m sure you’ve heard it said before: “Good men are hard to find.” And unfortunately, that old adage tends to ring true quite often.
Our society has become full of people who feel entitled and don’t want to work hard. Boys aren’t taught how to be gentlemen, and we are left with lots of selfish and lazy men.
Perhaps because it’s so rare, when we hear stories of true men still out there showing what a man is supposed to look like, we can’t help but swoon.
That’s what happened when we heard this story from Tara Carter.
Tara had picked up some food with her family and they were on their way home when her husband, Chris, suddenly turned the jeep around and told her, “Take the food home and come back and get me.”
Tara didn’t know what Chris had seen that made him want to stop, but she said, “Okay,” and went to get in the driver’s seat.
That’s when she saw what had caught Chris’ attention. An elderly man was outside with a push mower trying to clean up his yard. Chris went over, took the mower from the gentleman, and proceeded to mow his lawn.
Tara was touched and so proud of Chris and what he had done.
One Japanese husband was so jealous, he refused to speak to his wife for 20 years — despite sharing a house with her.
The couple’s 18-year-old son, Yoshiki, reached out to a TV show for help after explaining his father had spent 20 years living with his wife, Yumi, in silence.
Their three children recall watching their father rebuff every one of their mother’s attempts at conversation in the past two decades. Instead, Otou would only respond with grunts and nods.
When the TV show forced him to finally speak, his reason stunned many: he envied the attention Yumi gave to their children.
“I was kind of … jealous,” he said on the show. “I was sulking about it. There’s no going back now I guess.”
Yet perhaps not all hope is lost.
The show forced Otou into meeting with Yumi at the same park in which they had shared their first date.
There, it appears, he revealed he may have realized the error of his ways.
“You were so concerned about the kids,” were some of Otou’s first words to his wife in 20 years. “Somehow it’s been awhile since we talked.
Yumi, up until now, you have endured a lot of hardship. I want you to know I’m grateful for everything.”
I was cleaning out my husband’s closet today, as I normally do every month, and what I saw gave me pause. I just stood there, staring at them.
My husband’s police uniforms. Not many have these hanging next to their jeans and dress shirts. He didn’t choose to wear these for the fame and fortune. He drives his old, hail-dented, hubcap-less, duct-taped, Mitsubishi to the police station every day so I can drive “his” newer truck. He hates coffee and writing tickets. He avoids donuts and cussing. There is no typical day at work. His office is his police car, his computer, inside it.
Some days he comforts victims of sexual assault or rape. Some days he gets in high-speed chases to catch a guy who shot and killed a 9-month pregnant girl in the stomach. Some days he convinces suicidal persons to keep on living. Some days he enters the stench of trash-filled, bug-infested, drug dealer apartments to see 5 kids under the age of 6 running around. Some days he gets fire ant bites from diving into flash flood waters to save a family of 4 submerged in their vehicle.
Some days he jumps fences on foot chases. Some days he responds to domestic disputes never sure if he might meet a gun to his face at the door. And some days he rides his police bike and enjoys the random acts of kindness shown to him and his police friends. He loves the kind words and paid-for lunches by random strangers in restaurants.
He always tells me about them. He has a daughter who adores him and 2 sons who are so proud of him. He’s called Poppa and Pa Jason by his 2 grandchildren. He loves his giant dog Nala. Sometimes I get mad at his clothes draped over the tub and his tote bag lying on the bathroom floor with his police gun inside. Long ago, when he worked deep nights, I would be awakened to the loud sound of Velcro being detached as he removed his bulletproof vest and I’d be annoyed. Today, I’m praying for those families not much unlike mine who wish they could hear that Velcro sound again.”
A couple wants to make love but their son is in the house. The only way to pull off a Sunday afternoon “quickie ” with their 8-year-old son in the apartment was to send him out on the balcony with a Popsicle and tell him to report on all the neighborhood activities…
“There’s a car being towed from the parking lot,” he shouted. He began his commentary as his parents put their plan into operation.
- “An ambulance just drove by!”
- “Looks like the Andersons have company,” he called out.
- “Matt’s riding a new bike!”
- “Looks like the Sanders are moving!”
- “Jason is on his skate board!”
After a few moments he announced… “The Coopers are having sex. Startled, his mother and dad shot up in bed.
Dad cautiously called out…”How do you know they’re having sex?”
“Jimmy Cooper is standing on his balcony with a Popsicle.”
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THIS HAS TO BE THE MOST PASSIVE AGGRESSIVE REVENGE IN HISTORY.
What would you do if you found out your partner was cheating on you? Even worse what if you found out that the person he cheated with is now expecting a baby? For some women they would throw his clothes out the window and tell him NEVER to come back. For a lady called Timeshia Brown, she took a slightly different tact.
She posted this in the paper.
The image was originally shared on Reddit by user kavien.
It reads: ‘I would like to say congratulations to Shara Cormier and Patrick Brown. They are expecting a baby. Hope you both are really in love and I hope it works out. Always, Patrick’s wife, Timeshia Brown.’
Lesson – Never cheat on a woman!
We all know that after some years of marriage, age starts to catch up with you. You might even find that your libido starts to slow down over the years – that’s just human nature, right? Well, one woman was having none of it when her husband started to lose his sex drive. The Irish wife decided to take matters into her own hands and go see a doctor ASAP.
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This story has been shared all over Facebook over the past few days but just incase you missed it, here it is. BEST DIVORCE LETTER EVER
Dear Wife: I’m writing you this letter to tell you that I’m leaving you forever. I’ve been a good man to you for 7 years & I have nothing to show for it. These last 2 weeks have been hell. … Your boss called to tell me that you quit your job today & that was the last straw. Last week, you came home & didn’t even notice I had a new haircut, had cooked your favorite meal & even wore a brand new pair of silk boxers.
You ate in 2 minutes, & went straight to sleep after watching all of your soaps. You don’t tell me you love me anymore; you don’t want sex or anything that connects us as husband & wife. Either you’re cheating on me or you don’t love me anymore; whatever the case, I’m gone.
Your EX-Husband: P.S. don’t try to find me. Your SISTER & I are moving away to West Virginia together! Have a great life!
Dear Ex-Husband: Nothing has made my day more than receiving your letter. It’s true you & I have been married for 7 years, although a good man is a far cry from what you’ve been. I watch my soaps so much because they drown out your constant whining & griping Too bad that doesn’t work. I DID notice when you got a hair cut last week, but the 1st thing that came to mind was ‘You look just like a girl!’ Since my mother raised me not to say anything if you can’t say something nice, I didn’t comment. And when you cooked my favorite meal, you must have gotten me confused with MY SISTER, because I stopped eating pork 7 years ago. About those new silk boxers: I turned away from you because the $49.99 price tag was still on them, & I prayed it was a coincidence that my sister had just borrowed $50 from me that morning. After all of this, I still loved you & felt we could work it out. So when I hit the lotto for 10 million dollars, I quit my job & bought us 2 tickets to Jamaica But when I got home you were gone.. Everything happens for a reason, I guess. I hope you have the fulfilling life you always wanted. My lawyer said that the letter you wrote ensures you won’t get a dime from me. So take care.
Signed, Your Ex-Wife, Rich As Hell & Free! P.S. I don’t know if I ever told you this, but my sister Carla was born Carl. I hope that’s not a problem
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