LOL, let's just say that my wife is just a tiny bit shorter than me.
You know this road needs to lead to posting a picture, right?
I've seen her shadow. (no, I'm not creepy at all)
Yehuda57 needs to spew a certain amount of sarcasm in order to survive through the day.
He already has, somewhat
Nah, doesn't compare to real life. It's not quite David and Goliath but not too far off.
Ah, so that's a slingshot in her hand?
It's not the size of the man in the fight; it's the size of the wife of the man
Being somewhat impulsive, I wanted to find a way to show them that I redt the shidduch precisely because I thought so highly of their son.
Inspired by this post:
... and while I met my wife through friends, I listened to some of my friends crazy shidduch stories and requests - my two favorites:- Does he wear boxers or briefs?- She needs to be a size 6, and read the NY Times and WSJ
- Does the family stack or scrape the Shabbos dishes?
Now that's an important question to ask. Just imagine not being able to stand going to the in-laws for Shabbos & YT due to said issue.
Best exchange I've heard of, "does he go to mikvah every day?""I don't know about you, ma'am, but we don't take attendance."
It's the small things that often ruin a marriage.