I guess I’m whipped…
Wow, yesterday’s post was a hoot! I did, however, get a couple of personal emails that insinuated (or flat out said) that I’m “whipped.”
Example subject lines:
RELATED TO YOUR “WHIPPED HUSBAND BLOG”
Dude, how whipped are u?
This got me thinking.
Based on my life and marriage, the definition of whipped must be:
1. A man who is invested in a happy, healthy marriage with a woman he loves.
2. Engaging in a relationship of mutual give and take, where each person is more interested in the good of their mate, that their own happiness, thereby ensuring the latter.
3. Lucky bastard.
Antonyms: Bitter, miserable, alone, divorced, pre-divorced, unable to get divorced, settling for a long, unfulfilling life of unhappiness. (Also see: selfish, stupid, clueless, narcissistic, leg-in-bear-trap.)
As I told the writer above:
“Whipped husband”…hmmmm…well, based on the rewards I get for keeping my wife happy, I guess I remain “whipped.”
Here is an actual photograph of a whipped man in his natural enviroment:
Who else out there is “whipped?”
(Acerbic Villian, I KNOW you’re whipped, see #3, lol)