>I've experienced a few elbows from Gwen - the line "of course I own a caulinder - it's up on my wall and says 'March' right now" drew my first-ever elbow from her.
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>And until last night, the all-time biggest elbow came after this exchange when we had dinner at her sister's house...
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>Me (when a new song is playing on the radio): "Who is this group?"
>Gwen: "It's Garbage"
>Me: "Well, yeah, it does sound like crap, but who is it?"
>Gwen: "No, you don't understand, it's Garbage"
>Me: "No, I understand, the music is garbage, but who is the group?"
>Gwen: "The group's name is GARBAGE!!!"
>Me: "Gwen, I'm sure the group's name can't be that bad....what is the group's name???"
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>When Gwen finally realized what I was doing, that earned me the biggest elbow....until last night.
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>We are moving from Allentown back to Central PA - and we're renting a townhouse until we decide where specifically to buy a house. We signed the lease last night, and the property manager informed us that we had a young, same-sex couple living in the unit beside us. The manager went on to say they were very nice girls, probably her best tenants, but wanted to let us know. I responded, 'uhm...is that included in the lease, or do we have to pay extra?'
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>Fortunately, the property manager had a good sense of humor, and laughed. Gwen, who was sitting right next to me, gave me the worst elbow I've ever received.
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>Guys, be careful, those elbows HURT!!!

I'm assuming she - Gwen might be a man's name, just like Michael Learned and Johnny Cash's Boy Named Sue, If she catches you peeking into holes in the closet or listening with a glass on the wall, you'll find out how painful the knees can be. :)