How I came to want to see Hellboy and after 5 years of marriage have no effect on my husband

Or is is affect?

We returned a vending machine movie to the wrong machine, so B called "sorry ... sorry" went his conversation and they waived late fees.Plus we had to call the vendor where we returned it and the grocery store that housed the machine (now that makes me laugh but the day it happened? NO)

So B stops by the grocery store and they hand over the movie and he returns it to the appropriate machine. Except! It wasn't the actual movie he had rented, they have multiple copies with different barcodes in there. Yes you are correct that means someone made the exact same mistake we did all the way down to the movie.

So when the movie doesn't disappear from the queue B calls back, hey I returned.the.movie so he goes back to the grocery store and looks through the stack. Literally he said it was a hundred of movies returned to the wrong machine, and they give him another copy of the one we had rented and, at last, the reason for this rambling story, Hellboy 2.

B returned home to watch the movies instead of returning them. Not what I would have done. I have consistently urged him to return them, but he has no sense of urgency in the matter. In interpreting his train of thought the Hellboy 2 movie never pertained to us officially and he already documented returning of the original movie.

Oh well, Hellboy 2 was good. I cannot make other large second language speaking people do what I want them to. So whocares! I've put in a request for Hellboy 1.

Later that day I ended up calling him "red" which is what they call Hellboy and B found the comparison rather accurate, and, thought I, in turn, was very much like Hellboyz female counterpart, a pyrotechnic.

Can't wait to see Hellboy 1!