This week, Teeter deals with the most unfortunate thing of all - an insecure male.
This week, Teeter deals with mother-in-laws, nosy houseguests, and one of his favorite topics - large breasts.
This week, Teeter doles out the good word to people facing troublemakers, busybodies, and others trying to make their lives difficult.
This week, Teeter advises his readers on how to deal with inconsiderate assholes.
This week, Teeter reports on something very dear to his heart : teenage and pre-teen girls - how to be one and how to deal with them.
It's couples only this week, as Teeter answers questions from some not-so-happily married couples.
This week, Teeter discusses the truth - when to use it and when to avoid it like the plague.
This week, Teeter gives out tips on how to spice up long-term relationships, deal with teenage relationships, and start salacious relationships.
This week, Teeter urges his readers to stand up and take charge of their lives in the New Year. Only in slightly less flattering terms.
This week, Teeter dishes out some tough love to a quartet of ladies on how to deal with various people in their lives.
This week, Teeter tackles a host of delicate topics. And one delicious one.
This week, Teeter proves he's not a total chauvinist by providing sensitive advice to a number of vulnerable women. . .kinda.
This week, Teeter doles out his opinion on the various ways in which we all take advantage of each other.
This week, Teeter touches all the bases - from weed to sex to old balls - twice.
This week, Teeter deals with public nudity, high school crushes, and speaker envy.
Teetereater is not a licensed therapist. Nor a psychologist. Nor anything else that requires a license. He is merely an opinionated half-man, half-bear who answers questions sent to him at askteeter@lobrau.com.
My husband and I spend one weekend a month with his mother, taking her shopping, to dinner, movies, etc. My problem is I always wind up sitting in the backseat whenever she is with us.
It's not as though we have a little car and it would be hard for her to maneuver in and out. We have a nice-sized van, and I think she could get in and out of the back just as easily as she can from the front seat.
It has been this way for a couple of years now, and I haven't said anything to my husband because she is his mother. But I feel as his wife I should be honest with my husband.
Please help. We are about to go on vacation with my mother-in-law, and I don't want to have to spend it in the backseat for a six-hour drive.
Dear Betty:Children belong in the backseat. Stop whining about it. You know what happens to whiners? They get to go to nap time.
If you don't like your sissy momma's boy husband's rules of the road, drive your own car, or just stay home and play on his Xbox 360, delete his save files, and claim ignorance when asked where his Halo 3 save is.
Why the hell are you still in this relationship, Betty? If you divorce him, is he going to move in with his momma? If the answer is yes, then he's a namby pamby, and you should dump him.
My 8-year-old nephew, "Teddy," gets up at 6:00 every morning. I have two children, a 4-year-old girl and a 15-month-old boy. We are not early risers.
When Teddy sleeps over, it's usually because his parents are working and there's no school the next day, and they need someone to watch him. When he gets up, he usually wakes up my daughter, and they play loudly in her room.
How should I handle this? I don't want to be a mean aunt, and I don't want to refuse my sister and brother-in-law when they need a favor.
Dear tess:You should give him Benedryl to make him pass out. When he wakes up, leave out bowls of cereal and milk spiked with Benedryl so he goes back to sleep right after. If that doesn't work, try blow gun darts tipped with curare.
You don't have to babysit your sister's kids either. If she asks what you're doing that's so important, tell her you and your husband want to have sex. That usually sends the right message.
Like my roommate sometimes asks me to watch his monkey and I'm like "no" and he's like "why" and I'm like "because I wanna fuck." It's like bringing up the Nazis in an argument - kills the discussion completely.
I work with a pleasant woman, "Heather," who appears to be distracted by my figure. Heather keeps making comments and staring at my large breasts. It makes me very uncomfortable. I've tried to ignore her and have told her that her comments bother me.
Heather has now started trying to see me outside the office, asking me out for lunches and dinners. I've always made an excuse. Last Friday when I was assigned the responsibility of picking out a gift basket for a co-worker who is retiring, Heather volunteered to go shopping with me over the weekend. I simply never called her, and on Monday explained that my weekend was busy. She acted very hurt, but I couldn't think of a more diplomatic way to handle it.
Spending time with someone who cannot stop staring at my chest does not appeal to me. It gives me the creeps. How can I tell Heather she's making me uneasy without causing problems? I have to work with her.
Dear Uncomfortable:I'm confused if this is some hot girl girl tension, or if you have man tits. If you're a chick with a nice rack, and this other chick is checking you out, I don't know what to say, other than show pics or you're lying.
Are you a guy with man tits? Are they like pecs or flippity floppity boobs? What is up with this chick Heather? Seriously, you should ask her what the hell she wants to do with your rack.
Only a chick would have a problem with this situation. A guy would just take this one and run with it. Bang Heather, tell her to leave your apartment, tell her to turn off the lights on the way out, and pretend to not remember any of it when you see her at work on Monday. That's what a real man would do.
Is it rude to open a drawer or medicine cabinet in the bathroom of someone's home?
Dear Snoopy:It's kind of messed up, yeah, but what if there's good stuff there? Can you afford not to check? Just keep the door locked and run the water to muffle the noise of you opening up the cabinet.
I wouldn't take anything though. That's bad. Don't steal from your hosts or else you'll end up in the last ring of hell with the other traitors to those that do nice things for them. We don't know what hell has in it. It might have no sex or alcohol (sorry Tucker Max). Be warned.
Until next time,
-Teeter
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