We made a bet about two months ago. We were argueing about something having to do with the floor plan of the new house. If he was right, I had to swallow every time for the rest of my life. If I was right, he was never allowed to ask for a BJ ever again. I knew I was right so I agreed. Not that I would ever not give him a BJ ever again, but I wanted to see if he could actually go not asking for one. Which lasted about two months. When I mentioned he's not supposed to ask again, he argued the specifics of the arguement instead of just saying, oops, you're right. He's the type that has to be right about everything, no matter what. It's beyond old.