One day about two years ago, the girlfriend and I were arguing about something kinda silly and pointless. When she had more or less won, I responded with, "Don't make me come over there and kick your butt!"

She told me "Bring it on," and I told her I'd never hit her, but if she wanted to armwrestle, I could humiliate her a bit. She told me I could try.

There was TONS of trash-talk involved here, and when she won I was TOTALLY unprepared for it. She's like 30 pounds lighter and four years younger than me--at the time, she was in high school (I was a college junior)!

Her win had been quick and decisive, so I immediately declared that I hadn't been ready, and said she couldn't do it a second time. She denied that, and I told her, basically, that she would have to dress up in heels and a dress for me and bake me dinner when I kicked her ass.

A second before saying "go" I started in, so I was cheating. She called me on it but still managed to get me back over the top, and beat me after about 20 seconds.

Long story short, she had a FIELD DAY with it, and I was making HER dinner in a pink dress and high heels. D'Oh!