What If You're Loving And Caring And Your Partner Still Cheats On You?

Beg you sorry rascal! Beg for forgiveness! lol...

What we are REALLY talking about here is Honesty, Trust, And Respect.

We are also talking about people who are weak-minded.

But be warned also: Love is not always a two-way street.

You can love someone and devote yourself to him or her, but that doesn't mean or guarantee that they will even have a second thought about you.

Scam artists and players make unsuspecting suckers - I mean, Good men and women - fall in love with them all the time. They do it so that they can con these good people out of their money, their credit, a place to live, a car, favors, access to something, whatever.

Look at these people who "catfish" people online. Sometimes the "stalker" (or the one doing the catfishing) is in love whereas the good person who THOUGHT they were in love, realize that they weren't in love when they finally meet the person that "catfished" them.

So, Love is not always a two-way street.

Some people try to force their love on another person who could never feel love.

It doesn't matter how good you cook.

It doesn't matter how good you look.

It doesn't matter if you're loving, caring, honest, or faithful and in love, that doesn't mean your romantic interest HAS to feel the same way. They feel the way they feel and that's that.

Sometimes, two people start out on great terms, and feel like they are compatible and that they will be together forever. But...

Sometimes, one partner loses interest. It happens.

Sometimes, a couple gets into a heated argument, say things they don't mean, and one partner never forgives the other partner. They are so ticked off, they don't want to be in the relationship anymore. What was love turns into disgust and they're just hanging around until they can find a way out.

Sometimes, one of the partners may find a true connection with someone else, or BELIEVE that they have a connection or chemistry with someone else and feels compelled to start a relationship with that person.

Unfortunately, nothing ever stays the same. People change. Situations change. Feelings sometimes change. Love can be tested. True feeling can be exposed. And, true character - and motives (as hurtful as they may be) - at some point will be brought to light.

So, if your partner cheats after you have been honest, loving, and caring, your only resolution is going to be how you deal with what has happened.

And, no matter how you deal with it, you still have to learn from it and change.

You might have to change how you interact with your partner - or, your next partner.

You might have to change how you choose your partners.

You might have to change your style, attitude, behavior, or beliefs (if they keep getting you into disagreements with your partners).

You know what you have to do.

But, it's up to the both of you to settle this - IF you want to hold on to the cheater.

Talk to him or her. Only he or she can tell you WHY he or she cheated. No one else. Not me. Not your friends. Not the author of a book. No one. The cheater has to tell you why he or she cheated.

Then, YOU have to decide if it's worth the risk to hang on and involve yourself with this person again or move on.

The deceit has happened. Now, investigate and try to make sense of it all. Don't go berserk because of it. Let the bum speak (or lie) and try to understand what went wrong. Learn from the experience no matter what you do.

But, here's another fact that a lot of people are aware of:

Even if you move on and find someone else, it could happen again. Honest and Faithful people are rare these days so, think it through and look at both sides of the story.

Your friends and counsel can tell you a lot of "feel-good" crap to console you and try to help your self-esteem, but ultimately, you will do what you want to in spite of what they advise.

You're going to go with how you feel and what you believe the future may hold.

But, either way - even if you DID become boring or Un-interesting to this jerk - don't blame yourself. The Truth was brought to light.

You ARE who you are. They ARE who they are. And, they may be weak, deceitful, or lack character.

They may have fetishes or fantasies.

They may get caught-up (emotionally) while talking to an old friend or Ex.

Anything can happen at anytime.

You can only try to find someone who's honest, trustworthy, and devoted, from the start...

But, you STILL don't know!

No one knows what the future holds or what's going to happen except The Supreme. That's just Life.

Meet someone and keep getting to know them as long as you're together. That's the key. Get into their head and stay there. Open up to them and have fun with them. It's a good way to keep them interested.

Once your minds are connected and you believe in each other, you will never ever have Anything to worry about.

Loveqna

Are Your Kids And/Or Significant Other Driving You Crazy?

It's raining damn cats and dogs outside yet these kids wanted to go to a strip-mall to look around, eat at a restaurant, and visit a few clothing stores.

They literally just left 20 minutes ago. Now, the 12 year-old is constantly calling her mom and wants to come back home.

I just spent over $24 for a Lyft XL (this includes the tip), and now, they want me to send another Lyft to go back and pick them up.

I'm in here trying to sleep, because I have to go to work (3rd Shift) in a couple of hours.

They already woke me up after I only had two and a half hours of sleep (babies crying, she and her friends laughin' and yappin' loud as hell, some kid was bouncing a ball, doors opening and closing...) what the hell???.

But, this chick doesn't care...

She came into the room with her phone set on "speaker" blaring in my ears anyway - asking me if I would send some money for them to take a Lyft back home.

What in the hell???

Hellll Naw! They have bank accounts and their debit cards. Get cash back and order a taxi! I'm trying to sleep.

But, they don't care.

Why does she keep waking me up for that boolshit???

Why does she not have my back? She's supposed to be my gatekeeper when someone comes out of "left-field" with dumb shit. I don't care who it is.

Get the hell on with that phone!

This is what I have to deal with all the time.

This is why my life sucks.

When you get involved with someone - or, if you're involved with someone right now - make sure they have enough sense enough to know NOT to let other people bother you with this type of foolishness.

Make sure they are not the type of person who is going to volunteer YOU to answer ridiculous questions about ridiculous situations that OTHER people get themselves into.

I have my own problems. I'm not the damn Godfather. I don't want to deal with other people's problems or try to solve them - especially when I'm trying to sleep and rest up for work!

I don't get to sit on my ass for 9 to 12 hours (most of the time) when I walk out the door, so I need a mental and physical break.

But... Nobody cares.

Lord, Please help me. I just have to get out of here.

Loveqna

Trapped In A Hurricane With A Dumbass

Just for the record: I'm the "Dumbass". In fact...

I have to be the dumbest dumbass in the whole wide world to be putting up with this crappy-ass "relationship".

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Notes for an old post that I never published.

I'll have to find the video/audio for this post and listen to it so that I can blog about it later.

I can't remember if this was the time she kept calling me at work while I was loading generators to tell me the power was off, or if this is the time she called me to tell me that someone was walking past the house outside... What the hell??? It's a public street and sidewalk! I don't own it! So, she tried to "threaten" me.

"Well, if you don't come home, I'm calling the police."

"Call them. That's what they get paid for. I'm at work. It would take me more than twenty minutes to take off my gear, clock out, get a manager to unlock the doors and let me out, and ride home. Call the police and let them check it out."

It was 1AM and, she knows I can't see well in minimal light. I'm going blind - which I'll talk about later.

Anyway... I knew she was lying just to get me to leave work so, I finished up early and left around 1:30AM so she'd stop calling me.

She told me about the police coming and not finding anything (or anyone), and began pestering me AGAIN about an alarm system.

She knew damn well she didn't see anyone walking past the house! She had already called my job 3 TIMES trying to get me to come home. It's not because she feels unsafe. Not really. She's been doing this crap ever since she weaseled her way back into my life. She just loves spending my money!

She honestly thinks she's a housewife!

And, she just wants to build a "smart home". We have Alexa in every room that she kept hassling me for. There are "smart lights" and "hubs" and crap everywhere. Then she wanted me to add a thermostat. Now, she wants an alarm system - That I'LL have to pay a monthly bill for - not to mention the initial set-up and equipment.

It's all a sham.

"I told you WE need an alarm system! It's not safe for me and the girls here alone while you're working so late!"

Oh my god, this chick is getting on my nerves...

First of all, I want to be by myself, and I've told her that countless times.

Second, I didn't ask her to come back except to get her stuff, and she moved back in without asking.

Third, I can't afford an alarm system because her ass is always NEEDING money for shit. And, I give it because I try to help people and look-out for people - with my dumbass.

Fourth - should I go on? Fourth... If there WAS an alarm system with cameras, her ass would be calling me every five minutes about what she was seeing on video and worrying half to damn death. I don't have time for that shit.

The worst was when she called me to tell me the power was off at the house, and she wanted me to come home for safety reasons.

I looked down at the phone number again... It was the "house phone" - which is wi-fi or voip (voice over internet protocol). This means that it is connected to the router and wi-fi. Which means it is plugged into a socket. Which means the electricity had to be working in order for her to make the call...

I was pissed off... because she kept calling and calling and calling.

It wasn't the first "hurricane" she'd ever been in.

In fact, it never turned into a hurricane. It was barely a tropical storm in this area.

And, it didn't last long!

I stayed out of the work that day just to keep her quiet.

And, nothing happened. It was very windy for several hours, and on this day the power went out, but was on by 10:30pm.

Being in a relationship is just a nuisance and a headache, damn.

Loveqna

Be Careful Of What You Wish For - Law Of Attraction

Allan Filipe Santos Dias

I don't know if "The Law Of Attraction" is real or not, but I've had some strange enough events to make me believe it's true... Then again, it's been years and my million dollars still ain't showed up...


But, you know what they say: "Be careful of what you wish for because you just might get it." That's a warning that some things that you wish for can make your life a living hell - especially when it comes to love and money.

Sometimes it pays to pass on those golden opportunities, because sometimes those golden opportunities can end up being paths to misery. Like the old saying goes: "Everything that glitters isn't gold."

Trust me. If you often use the law of attraction or prayer or meditation or hypnotism and positive thinking, it would behoove you to be extra-careful.

Why? Because, there are people who have a knack for attracting the wrong kind of partner. They always get into relationships with liars, cheaters, deceivers, self-centered folks, boring people, etc. They can't help it.

No matter who they meet, they end up dating the same kind of person as before - a jerk.

Why does this happen?

Are they attracting those types of partners, or are they Attracted to those types of people?

I have the same problem.

I'm not 100% sure, but I think I'm attracted to hoodrat women... I'm serious. I believe I am. Don't get me wrong, I don't have a preference for any certain type of woman, but I think I'm attracted to hoodrats. I don't know how it happened. You know me, I'm on the borderline of hating hoodrats and feeling sympathy for their poor dumbasses. I try to avoid them, but somehow or another, I always end up in a relationship with one ovem. Loud and haughty women. Oh my God... I can't stand it.

Low energy level or misguided energy. Untrustworthy. Always in some drama or bullshit - or, snooping her nose in it...

I had to make a change. I had to do something different. I tried The Law Of Attraction. I went deep into a meditative state until I could focus only on the qualities of the woman that were important to me.

Then, I focused on what I wanted the relationship to be like.

A few months passed, and the next thing you know, I'm kickin' with this thick luscious-booty chick at the crib... pardon my "french". But, it happened. The Law Of Attraction worked!

Almost everything I envisioned this woman to be came to fruition. Even the approach.

I was checking out at a register at work, when a few of the employees (especially cashiers that I often flirted with or were cool and cordial with) were chatting me up and saying "hello" and making small-talk, when out of the blue, this chick boldly walked up on me and asked: "So, when are we going out for drinks?"

What the hell??? I was stunned. And, I had an uneasy feeling all over.

I had been looking at that luscious booty off and on for a while, but I wasn't going to make a move so soon... I wanted to consider my options and see if there was something else out there a little more compatible and - to be honest - better. But, I felt I was being rushed.

In fact, I felt an unnerving vibe from this chick before that.

Although she had all the qualities I was looking for: the hair color and length, buttery smooth skin, sex-appeal, a perfect booty, a well-proportioned body, confidence, spiritual, etc., I still took my time because I wanted to make sure she wasn't crazy or something.

I responded to the drink question with: "Let me know when you're free, and we can get together and do somethin' - hang-out, whatever."

She immediately turned, pushed a button on the register, and a strip of receipt paper came out. "Take my number." She sat it down on the counter and wrote her name and number on it.

I said to myself: Oh hell, this chick is gangsta'. I likes dat.

"All right." I responded. But, I was still feeling like: what the hell... damn! Now, I can't go back to those registers for a while.

She was perfect, but I was trying to chill and enjoy life. I wanted to remain single and relax for a while.

To make a long story short...

Unfortunately, three months after she approached me at the register, she moved in.

And, a few months after that, I was ready for her ass to move right back out.

omg... That broad almost drove me up the wall. Fussin'. Cussin'. Threatening me. Won't listen. Twisting my words. Falsely accusing me of shit...

She damn near drove me crazy... And, is still trying to drive me crazy almost everyday!

She ain't happy unless she can find something to fuss about.

And, Loves to spend money she doesn't have and refuses to save money - driving me straight through hell and right into the poor house.

I knew my Male Instincts and Intuition was right! Something told me this was not the girl for me, but a few weeks later, I made a mistake and wasn't paying attention - and, I went to check out near that register again.

That's when she ran up on me and asked: "Why haven't you called me?"

Hell, it happened so fast, I didn't know what to say...

But, I didn't stutter or stammer, "I've been so busy with work and fixing up my house, I haven't had time to do anything lately."

The other truth is: I'm just not a phone person. I don't look at apps, play games, or cupcake on the phone for hours at time. And, I don't have time to be watching out for texts or looking at my phone every time it vibrates. I just don't want to live like that. I'm focused on "trying to elevate my life".

"Here's my number again." She rolled off some receipt paper and started writing, and before I could get the paper in my hand good, she asked: "What's your number so I can put it in my phone."

On the outside, I was smiling as I took her number. On the inside, I was saying: "Damn!"

It was painful, but I spoke each number clear and with intent.

And, that's how my whole life turned to crap.

I want to run away from this "dump" so bad I can hardly stand it. But, unfortunately, I own this dump, and have to come up with a super-master-plan to escape this time.

Oh my God...

Lord have mercy. Please God... Please help me out here Lord. I've learned my lesson. Set me free.

Amen.

Okay...

So, I know there are some non-believers, and I still can't say if the Law Of Attraction is 100% real or not. But, just to be on the safe side - because I've experienced quite a few "Attraction" things I still can't explain - I'll tell anybody: Just be careful when you pray for Love or use The Law Of Attraction to find a mate. It could be the worst mistake of your life.

The stars might align and your vibe may be perfect to manifest something you'll later regret.

I'm saying this because I'm a prime example.

I've been praying for over 3 years and trying to envision what "being free" looks like, but so far, ain't nothing happening.

- Loveqna

Sometimes The Grass Is Greener On The Other Side

Now, while the saying: "The grass isn't always greener on the other side," is true, we must also realize that the flip side of this proverb is: "Sometimes, the grass IS greener on the other side."

And, I believe that many of the people who use this phrase use it as a psychological weapon to raise doubt (or awareness) in their cheating or waning lover.

Again, I'm not saying that this is the case all the time - or even most of the time - I'm saying that many of us know of a situation where a friend or family member has gotten out of a toxic or stale relationship and into another relationship and has done a lot better for themselves.

I'm also saying you never know if the relationship you're in is going to prosper or fail or if you should jump-ship and become the co-pilot or pilot on another prospect's magic carpet. You just don't know.

You may be giving up the best thing you'll ever have, or you might be saving yourself from disaster. You just don't know.

You can use your instincts and experience to somewhat see where things are headed, but you still don't know for sure.

People change and situations change.

But, what about those who don't feel a romantic connection? Or, those who are fed up with being ignored and feeling unloved? Many of these people couldn't wait for things to change. They had to get out. Some of them did well for themselves; Some of them got into more of a mess than they were in when they got out of the previous toxic relationship.

Sometimes, we must realize, the fault isn't always on ONE of the partners. It takes two tango. And, maybe the couple just isn't compatible.

These days, we're moving into relationships too fast without really getting to know each other. People aren't asking the important questions. Girls would rather giggle than to know a guys character, work ethic, and fortitude. Guys would rather date a chick with sex appeal than to find out about her work ethic, honesty, and credit score.

Now, I'm not saying that anyone should divulge all of their personal information on a couple of dates, but you do have to get at least a good idea about the quality of your prospects and what they are REALLY like. Have fun, but be aware of your prospect's habits, manners, and conversations. Ask questions that are important to you and your culture and lifestyle.

This is how you avoid that weak grass and get on the side where all of that luscious green grass is.

And, from there, you just follow that yellow-brick road to the land of milk and honey, and live happily ever after.


- LoveQnA

WWJD? I Went Home On My Lunchbreak And A Homeless Lady Was Cooking A Meal On My Stove.

Not too long ago, I was once again a single man. I had my own place, and I was about to start enjoying the bachelor lifestyle. My relationship was done months prior to my separation, and I was just waiting for my ex to move out. She did her usual cussing and badgering, but we still parted on peaceful terms. I even let her keep a lot of her stuff in my house while she got organized at her new place.


I was happy to be on my own again. I felt like I had been intruded upon and beaten down for three years and I was happy it was over. No more high electricity bills. No more high water bills. No more interruptions while I'm trying to research investments. No more defending myself of false accusations... It was a nightmare. And it was over. I was single and making big plans.


If you've never had your own place, it's an experience you must someday give a try - At least for a year or two. I love it. You can stay up as long as you like. Stay in bed as long as you like without someone pestering you to do something. Sing as loud as you like. Be as messy or as neat as you like. You can learn new things without interruption. You have more time to enjoy your life at your own pace... Should I go on? You can have anyone over you want - or no one if you prefer. You live by your own rules. Save some money. There are all kinds of benefits.


Almost all of my friends and co-workers knew I was single again, because I was telling everybody about it. But, after awhile I realized I had to tone down my enthusiasm because some people were looking for roommates, and I didn't want a roommate at that time. I was living the good life and I wanted to keep it that way - at least for another year or two.


But, sometimes, the unexpected can happen and wreck the hell out of all your plans...


I work in retail. And, some days it is so stressful and demanding that I need to get away from it for awhile. I could hardly do that with my girlfriend at home all the time. She didn't work so I never went home on my breaks unless I absolutely had to. I'd call her or she'd call me, but that was about it. But now, since she was gone, I started going home for lunch and chilling out for a while versus sitting around in a loud stuffy breakroom for an hour. You can't get any peace in there because people are often still talking about work or you're being interrupted by a manager or supervisor about something work-related. I don't wanna' hear that crap when I'm trying to relax on my break. I love all of those people to death, but damn, give me some space for a minute.

So anyway...

I started going home on my lunchbreak everyday... And, I was feeling superb about it. But, one day, I went in through the back door, and there was a meal cooking on the stove... I was shocked. I didn't have a weapon in the house, so I grabbed the mop that was sitting in the corner on the backporch. I didn't think my ex was there, because normally, she would have the curtains  and blinds open. My heart started beating faster as I tried to think of who else might wander into my castle uninvited. One of my neighbors? We were cool, but not that cool? Someone from work? Hopefully, that hot Spanish chick who smiles at me all the time. Wishful thinking. No, it must be somebody who wants their ass beat with the mop I had in my hand...

I continued on towards the master bedroom, when I heard some people talking in one of the other rooms... I opened the door... Kids! I thought: What The Hell??? Then, I said, "NO, NO, NOOO!"

Then, my ex came out of the master bedroom... smiling... She said, "Hey Honey."

I said, "Nooo. Hey Honey hell. You're supposed to be gone."

Of course, there was a little bit of arguing, but she's back, and all of my plans have been pissed down the drain.

The moral of the story is simple: When your ex leaves, change the damn locks on your doors.

Don't be nice and overly thoughtful and let him or her continue to access to your home. I did, and now I'm dealing with the same b.s. I was dealing with the first time around.

Girlfriend's Feet Stink, What To Do - Boyfriend's Feet Smell Also

I love funk... but, only on certain music. Quite a few people don't like funk at all. They don't want it on their music, and they especially don't want it on their loved-ones feet.

They'll cuss, scream, and make demands all day long for those rascals to do something about the smell of their feet... but, to no avail.

The truth is: A lot of those folks don't know WHAT to do.

They'll wash their feet with soap and water, powder them, rub deodorant all over'em, pray over those bad-boys, and try all KINDS of home remedies. But, the funk will STILL keep coming back.

People with fresh smelling feet don't realize it, but those stinking-foot rascals are living in a world of hell.

Both of them are living in a world of hell - the person with the stinking feet and the person who has to put up with the person with stinking feet.

You could damn near go bankrupt trying to buy incense, candles, and air freshener to keep that funk back. But, then you'll have to worry about choking yourself to death. It's like a catch 22 - you're damned if you do and damned if you don't.

A friend of mind once told me that she was on the hunt for a new boyfriend because of how bad her boyfriend's feet were stinking up her house. I asked the girl if she talked to him about it and she said, "He knows his damn feet stank. I don't have to tell him."

She probably should've told him about this:

Exfoliating Scrub and Moisturizer, Clear Foot Odor, Remove Callus and Dead Skin, Result in 7 Days, 100% Satisfaction, Money Back Guarantee!


But, here's a crazy fact: A lot of people who have feet that smell like sour armpits or unwashed chitlins' don't realize it. ??? I'm serious.

If you're having to deal with this, I know you're probably saying "BULLSHIT! I've told him (or her) a thousand times those feet stink! So, he (or she) knows it!"

In that case, you're right. 

But, how many times have you been around a stinking-foot person who had their shoes off and walked around (or laid around with his or her shoes off) like they had the freshest smelling feet in the world? It happens all the time.

Those poor sapsuckers don't know their feet smell like chemical weapons of mass destruction.

Some of those folks wash their feet morning, noon, and night, and STILL can't get the funk off of those bad-boys.

They think their feet are clean and fresh because that soap covers up the smell for about 15 minutes. So, they think it's all good. They don't know that after about 30 minutes to an hour the bacteria on their feet is in an UPROAR again - and causing all kinds of ruckus inside their shoes.

Clean dry socks help to soak-up some of the funk too, but they don't realize those socks can only hold back so much funk. Those socks are just like levies and will bust at the seams once those feet start to sweat.

So, they only think they have a problem with sweaty feet. They don't realize that feet are just like armpits and every other personal space on their body. When body parts sweat they get sticky and eventually start to stink.

I must admit, like a lot of athlete's I had a problem with stinky feet. My mom and dad would yell at me and my brothers all the time about washing our feet and opening up the room windows. lol...

It got to the point that I was so self-conscious that I would rarely take off my shoes whenever I was at a girlfriend's house - unless I had been wearing flip-flops or sandals all day.

Most girls/women don't like guys with stinky feet just as much as many guys don't like girls with stinky feet. It's a turn-on for some people who have that fetish for foot odor, but most people don't like it.

A lot of guys are turned on by pretty fresh-smelling feet. Some people love kissing feet and massaging feet. So, especially ladies, you have to keep those feet sexy and fresh if you want to enjoy having them kissed and massaged.

Anyway...

I had a revelation while packing my bags to go to Myrtle Beach...

I knew I was going to be chasing chicks - and I wasn't going to be wearing sandals all the time - so, I grabbed a tube of athlete's foot cream.

Lotrimin Ultra Cream, 30 Gram

That was one of the best investments I've ever made in my life. (And it's top-rated on Amazon right now.)

I cleaned my feet and rubbed a little of that cream on my feet and between my toes... and, when I put my socks and shoes on, I felt like I was walking on cloud nine. My feet were feeling buttery-smooth and fresh as a damn daisy. I was walking tall and feeling like a Champ!

That stuff started working right away. It suppressed the funk and within a week the funk was gone altogether. After I used that tube of cream up, I continued using this cream for a week every two months.

But, I slipped up.

I got over-confident and stop using that cream for a long long while - which I shouldn't have done because of the type of work I did.

My job required me to wear steel-toe boots and to be on my feet at least 8 hours a day - walking around on hot asphalt and concrete. When you work like that your feet are bound to sweat. I'd hear my co-workers complain about their feet aching all the time. Some of those rascals sounded like they walking around in a damn swamp because they had so much sweat in their shoes. I said "damn!"

Anyway, over a two-week period, my feet started aching. Then, they started burning. Then, they started itching. I felt like I had razor blades between my toes! I said, "Good God Almighty, What The Hell???"

It was the first time I had serious athlete's foot! I had never experienced anything like it before in my life, so I thought my feet were just aching from work. There was no loud odor or anything. But, the pain and aggravation was almost unbearable at times. I instinctively knew it had to be athlete's foot, and I rushed to Wal-Mart right after work and got that cream.

It started working after a couple of days that time. That was years ago, and I've never had to deal with that situation since then.

I use that cream for at least a week every three months, and my feet are still smelling fresh, so I highly recommend this routine to anyone.

 Lotrimin Ultra Cream, 30 Gram 

If you have stinky feet - or, work a job that can lead to sweaty stinky feet, get some athlete's foot cream. Even if you don't feel like you have athlete's foot, get it for prevention from athlete's foot or foot fungus.

And, don't wait for someone to tell you that your feet stink. Check your feet 15 to 30 minutes after you wash them. If they stink, now you know what to do.

Your boyfriend or girlfriend might not tell you that your feet smell like hell. But, if you want to help your relationship or save yourself from possibly being dumped or kicked to the curb, get that cream ASAP.

Stop wasting your time with those home remedies! Try that stuff out later. Right now, that funk is putting your relationship in jeopardy. Get the cream...

If you're a person at your wits end dealing with someone who has stinking-ass feet, go out and get them that cream ASAP. Or, tell him or her to go buy some.

Give that rascal a foot massage with it. She'll be glad (or he'll be glad) that you did it. And, after a week, you'll be glad you did it too.

Save your nose, save your children (if you have any), and save your relationship. Get that foot cream before all hell breaks loose!

- loveqna