rSlash - r/Bestof My Girlfriend Won't Stop Frogging It!

Episode Date: June 13, 2025

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Welcome to r slash best of redditor updates where OP's girlfriend turns into a frog. Our next reddit post is from r slash am i the buttface. Will I be the butthole if I tell my girlfriend to stop frogging it? So my girlfriend eats popcorn by frogging it, which means she picks up a handful, brings it up to her mouth, and sticks her tongue out to quickly pull the pieces into her mouth. The first time I saw her do this, I was very confused and a little put off. I asked her what she was doing and she just said, I'm frogging it.

I thought that it was kinda cute, if a little silly, but didn't think much else of it at the time. I didn't realize that she was utterly incapable of eating popcorn in any other way. I think it's gross and weird. It seems silly, but the sounds and visuals are very childlike to me, which is very off-putting, especially because when she frogs it, she'll often giggle in a very unnaturally

for her high-pitched way if she drops a piece of popcorn or one falls off her tongue while she does it. She already isn't the most mature person who ever lived, and she definitely leans into being pretty quirky, which I really liked about her, but can also kind of slip into childishness. I know that watching New Girl was very formative to her, so I don't know if the whole frogging it thing is from that show or whatever. I've asked her to please eat popcorn like a normal person around me. But

she rolls her eyes and tells me that I don't have a say in how she eats anything. Which is fair, in theory. But listening to her mouth smacking for 45 minutes every time we watch TV or a movie a couple of times a week is beginning to have an adverse effect on my mental health. I'm at the end of my rope here. There's only so much frogging a man can take. Will I be the butthole if I unequivocally tell her that she can't do her hellish popcorn ritual around me? She can do it all she wants when I'm not in the room.

I just can't deal with hearing it anymore. Then 11 hours later OP posted an update. After my girlfriend got home from work and had a chance to catch her breath and settle in, I sat her down and we had a really good conversation. Here's the short version. She didn't realize how much her frogging it bothered me. And had I explained that better or in a less annoyed tone, she would have stopped a long time ago. Many moments during our relationship that I chalked up to her being immature and childish were her intentionally messing with me. In retrospect, that makes a lot of sense. She's going to now default to assuming I'm serious rather than joking,

and I'm going to be more clear when I'm being serious. When I showed her this post, she agreed that the way I wrote it makes me sound like a controlling dickhead who hates his girlfriend. She doesn't think that I represented the story, her, or myself in a very accurate or coherent way, and I have to agree there. I promise I'm a vaguely normal guy most of the time. She was delighted that people were planning to adopt the term, frogging it, and has been very happily parading around calling herself a food innovator,

and threatening to quit her job and become a food blogger. She also says to the people offering to take her off my hands that she respectfully declines, but if you're ever in Orlando, I think we're going to be okay. We're removing popcorn from our movie nights, but not our cupboards or our hearts. Haha. We're going to look into some couples counseling to better our communication, and I'm going to reach out to my former psychiatrist and therapist to see if either of them have someone to recommend for individual therapy.

People down in the comments are talking about misophonia, which is when you hate the sound of people chewing. And I lived my entire life without ever hearing that word. Nowadays, I honest to God, feel like I hear that word on a weekly basis. The internet has suddenly become obsessed with misophonia. Or maybe some giant percentage of the population, like 20% of all people, have misophonia, but now because of the internet, people talk about it and it's more like publicly recognized. Our next Reddit post post comes from r slash relationships.

My husband John and I are in our mid-30s, together for 8 years. We've been through a lot of big life stressors. It strained our marriage, and we worked hard in 2 years of marriage counseling to rebuild. I'm now 8 months pregnant. I'm feeling vulnerable, huge, hormonal, and tired. I'm the primary earner, and my workload has been a lot on top of baby prep. I'm normally a very rational, independent, and sort of non-emotive person. I've never been jealous before, but my husband has a new female friend, Pam, and I'm now jealous and possessive. Even I find it weird. Pam is mid-20s, white, and has my husband's preferred physical features, is bubbly, spontaneous,

in an open relationship, and into the same hobbies as my husband. I have my own qualities, but I'm pretty much the opposite. John met Pam and liked her immediately. I remember him coming home and telling me how cool she was, and he'd been invited to a hobby event that she hosts with her partners. He's been attending that every other weekend for a year. Then, a few months later, he also wanted me to get to know Pam, so we started having her and her partner Kevin over with some of our friends on the in-between weekends, so my husband sees them every weekend. To be fair, Pam and Kevin

have been really nice and are good friends to John. But there are things I've noticed. Pam always sits next to John. She and John say, love you, casually to each other with the group. John is very protective of Pam, and he remembers things she likes and buys her gifts. Nothing pricey, but thoughtful. If for some reason one of these events is canceled, John is noticeably sad. Going even a week without seeing them seems hard for him. Because of these weekend commitments, we don't do date nights and we rush other activities. If I have other plans, then we

split up and we don't see each other. We're disgusting in counseling, but can't come to an agreement. Our counselor facilitates, but doesn't give direct guidance. I've shared that it feels like he's prioritizing this relationship over our own. That I hate that these standing date nights with Pam and her partners trump our own. That he's not keeping up with commitments to me or the baby, and I'm managing with my own support network

of family and paid help, but at eight months pregnant, I need help. That this needs to change. My husband has shared that Pam and her partners support network of family and paid help, but at eight months pregnant, I need help. That this needs to change. My husband has shared that Pam and her partners are part of his new chosen family because he's had to move away from his family because of me. That I said that it was okay for him to spend this time with them, and I can't just change my mind.

That's unfair. That he's willing to spend more time with me, but then something else needs to give, either chores for him or me adjusting my work schedule, that he thinks I'm overly sensitive and I'm only worried because Pam's relationships are open and my insecurities are something I should deal with in individual therapy. I'm really not sure what a compromise looks like, and counseling seems to just cause us to entrench more. I'm wondering what advice anyone out there might have. Down in the comments, OP clarifies that the shared hobby is Dungeons and Dragons

and Magic the Gathering. Then, almost three years later, OP posted an update. It's been a while. Our little boy is two and a half now. Thank you to everyone who commented. It was the kick in the butt I needed to lay down the law, especially the folks that rightly pointed out that I was a passive doormat without self-respect. That stung, but was true. After my post, I had a big sit down with John on the things that I was upset about. My husband

was traveling to be a groomsman for a good friend. I told him to stay out there for an additional week and decide, 1. If he wanted to stay married and wanted to be a family. 2. If he really wanted that, think about what needed to change on his part. Not just Pam, but other stuff too. And how he was going to be a good husband and father going forward. 3. Arrange to go over it with me and our marriage counselor on his return. Alternatively, if he didn't do the above, then when he got back, we would start logistics on separation and co-parenting. And surprisingly, he did all the above.

Apparently, he reflected a lot at the wedding. His friend and his wife are such an in-love couple, and thought a lot about us and our relationship and what he wanted. He came back and proposed changes, an immediate break from Pam and company and to stop their hobby. He'd play some D&D and Magic the Gathering online, but that was it. He would take over the remaining baby preparation, nursery, and logistics, and promised to lay out a postpartum care plan for me and the baby.

He stuck to his word and also worked hard to regain my trust. Then we had our son and my husband was over the moon in love. He and the baby have been inseparable ever since and have an amazing adventure-filled life with all the hobbies. Baby and toddler swim, gym, soccer, co-op, and a great local parent community. After our kiddo was born,

Pam lost interest in my husband anyway. She doesn't like kids. And shortly thereafter, cheated on her poly relationship. Kevin and John have actually become good friends since then, but John is straight, so I have no worries there. And as I've reflected, I think I also just actually hated Pam. She's everything I don't like, relying on men for affirmation, no job or life ambition, frivolous and stupid. And apparently, according to Kevin, the feeling was mutual. She thought that I was controlling, stuck-up, robotic Ivy League workaholic who didn't appreciate or support my husband's hobbies and quirks. I was also a lot more emotional during pregnancy than normal.

My husband, upon reflection, liked being needed and admired. We had a lot to work through with us, but two years later, we're in a great spot. I also had a weird shift in hormones postpartum, which made my sex drive really, really high, which for us helped a lot with our relationship. I didn't want this to be too long, but there were a lot of changes we implemented to get back to a

loving place. John feels a lot of purpose in being a dad and supported me as my career has taken off. Sometimes things are still hard, but we're pretty happy. We spent this morning snuggling in bed with our toddler and dog pretending we were on a boat, making hairdryer sounds, and giving hugs. We live a pretty boring suburban kind of life, but it works for us. That update is such a relief. It feels like OP's husband was just mere inches away from leaving his husband in favor of a polyamory D&D orgy group. which as enticing as it sounds probably wouldn't have lasted very long. Getting some kind of red flags out of Pam, I'm not exactly sure how someone cheats in an open relationship. I guess they established

some kind of boundaries and even though she was in an open relationship she still violated what few boundaries they had? So Pam is the opposite of a keeper. Our next reddit post is from r slash relationship advice. I'm a 20 year old guy and I went to a strip club with my 20 year old girlfriend and it was a disaster. I really effing regret going there now. It was my girlfriend's idea to go. She had brought it up a few times when she was drunk, but I always brushed it off.

Now last week she brought it up again, sober this time. She wanted to go to a strip club together with me, and it had been on her mind for a long time. She said she was super curious. So yesterday we went there together after lots of talking and making sure that she was okay with it. We didn't have any rules. Anything that happens, we would discuss while we were there and we would only do stuff that

we were both okay with. So we arrive and just chill at the bar for a bit. We watch from a distance. She then asks me if she could buy a dance. I'm cool with this and we picked out a girl together and she gets a dance. She's enjoying it. The girl seemed to like it, obviously, and to be honest, I thought that it was really hot. We talked for a while with her until she needs to go to stage.

Now my girlfriend says that I should get a dance too. I'm hesitant, but asked her if this was okay with her, and she assured me she was. I just sit down and my girlfriend goes looking for a girl and comes back with a pretty brunette. This is relevant. She buys me a dance and I'm sort of enjoying it, still feeling a little bit nervous with my girlfriend around but her eyes were glued to us and she was smiling. The girl puts my hands on her body and I look at my girlfriend and she nods. When it's finished we start talking again and the girl asks my name.

I tell her and guess what? We used to know each other. She's the younger sister of an old friend of mine, like six years back. I had only seen her a few times at my friend's house, and we met briefly. I didn't recognize her, she used to be blonde, and it never once crossed my mind that it could be her. So she's all excited and whatnot. But I see that my girlfriend is pissed. So shortly after we got out of there saying goodbye, as soon as we're outside, she's mad.

I swear to her that I didn't recognize the stripper, but my girlfriend isn't buying it and keeps asking about our history. Wants to check my phone because the girl was too flirty at a strip club and was too comfortable around me, and she already felt like something was off, and she tells me that we were playing an act. And when I get home, I get a face request from the stripper right when my phone is on the table, and this pisses her off even more.

She swears me and her knew what was going on, but honestly, I didn't. I can't speak for the girl, of course. Any ideas how to fix this? We've been together for almost two years and we're living together. I just ended up sleeping on the couch. Otherwise we'd be arguing all night. She's brought it up again today and she's still convinced that I'm playing games with her and even said I was already seeing this girl. Honestly, I don't know where to go from here. She refuses to believe me and is convinced she's right. I'm thinking of maybe sitting down with the girl and my girlfriend

so that she can help me out. I do want to add that this is completely out of character for her. I've never seen her act like this. Right now, I'm just waiting until she gets home from her mom's. Man, this is such a dumb argument. She's the one who picked the stripper. I could kinda understand where she was coming from if you're like, oh, I picked that girl. Oh, what a coincidence. We know each other. All right, well, six days later, we got an update. After she came back home, she was still upset. She didn't want to talk about it. And obviously I did. And when I tried bringing it up, she got mad, and at one point literally told me to shut the F up. That just kinda hurt to be honest, and in return I got annoyed.

I told her that we were going to discuss this right now, and she refused. So I just left and went to stay with a friend of mine. And when she found out where I stayed, she blew up again because that friend is a girl. Come on, OP. I didn't reply to anything until she said she wanted to talk the next day. So I came back home and she apologized, but it felt super forced and insincere. And still, she solely blamed me for the strip club fiasco, saying I should have known that it was her and that I intentionally didn't recognize her.

Right. Long story short, intentionally didn't recognize her. Right. Long story short, I broke up with her. There was only drama for the past few weeks and I was and am sick of it. I'm not going to sleep on the couch for the rest of our lease, so we still sleep in the same bed, but I don't care. She's tried to make amends and being all cute and stuff, but I'm just tired of it. As far as I'm concerned, we're done. She hasn't seemed to accept this,

and I tried to keep acting like nothing happened and do couple stuff. I don't really talk to her, though I think she's starting to slowly realize it's over and she's been crying and apologizing. I don't see us getting back together. I'm still blown away by everything that happened. Never seen her act like this in two years. Gotta survive one more month here. Can't really crash anywhere for more than a few days.

So that's it. OP, I was 100% on your side until you went to a girl's place to crash for the night. Now it's kind of a mixed bag. Honestly, I think you both have some growing up to do. People in the comments are predictably telling OP to hook up with the stripper and OP adds, Jesus Christ, I'm not going to bang the stripper. I need some alone time after this. I don't think it's okay to almost yell at me to shut the F up. I lost a lot of respect for her that moment. I'm done with her.

I reevaluated my entire relationship and I didn't like it. That was our slash best of redditor updates and if you like this content be sure to follow my podcast because I put out new reddit podcast episodes every single day.