Ok, since the thread has stopped being about farts, I can chip in:
If you think that any time you aren't allowed to do everything you want to it's a woman ripping off your balls, I don't think marriage is for you. I don't get to do or buy everything I want, and you know what? That's a good thing. I have some
stupid ******* ideas sometimes. I'd also blow more money than I should on hobbies (video games and beer/brewing). My wife understands and supports my hobby, even though she doesn't like beer (any beer; don't tell me to make a wit or some apfelwein, she just isn't a drinker), but if I start to spend too much money on it then she points it out, and I cool it down a bit.
We were talking about finances, as there's a baby on the way, and she said 'it's not that expensive once you stop buying equipment' (as I just got some kegging stuff on the cheap). I said 'Yeah, I'm done... oh, except I need to convert another cooler so I can fly sparge. Then I'm done.' I got the exasperated-but-tolerant look I'm so used to, and then we moved on
I probably have a more 'restrictive' marriage than a lot of people do, but whatever. We keep each other within reason.