Men Have Bouncier Brains
Women are whores of many things. First of all, they are actual whores, which I’ve already proven. They’re also attention whores of course. That’s another obvious one. Then clothing whores and jewelry whores and shoe whores, but that’s all pretty much the same kind of whore — a money whore.
It comes as a major shock to me — which as a man I express in a simple, “Hmm, that’s interesting,” that women are also whores of a completely different colour.
Women are also memory whores.
I’ve often gone on record saying that women have the memories of goldfish. A goldfish is a creature that will eat itself to death because it has forgotten the act of similarly gorging itself not five minutes ago. Goldfish will also eat their own shit. They are a foul and slimy creature kept in tanks by the hundreds in wait for their one and only purpose — to sustain life. The comparisons to women are innumerable.
Saying women have the memories of goldfish, however, isn’t exactly true is it? No, the truth is that women remember shitloads of things. We all know it. They just don’t remember anything worth a damn like directions or to bring their fun attitude or that work doesn’t start at 9:35 it actually fucking starts at 9:00. That’s why women having no memories is something that I like to call a man-truth. A man-truth is something that while not true at the moment due to a glaring contradiction, will probably be true at some point in the future with more evidence or consideration.
That future is now.
A recent article that I’ll post at the bottom says the ability to think critically, AKA take care of business and get the job done, is not a function of memory, but of selective memory. Sound interesting? You bet your man ass it is. Let me give an example.
Let’s say that thinking critically is like flushing a toilet. You have your problem floating in the bowl and the solution comes about as you flush the handle. A bunch of swirly shit happens (unless you’re in Australia where I’ve been lead to believe that the water doesn’t swirl clockwise as it does here. It just drops straight into the drain) and when all the noise is over, the problem is gone.
That’s how a man brain works. Problem, flush, solved.
A woman’s brain is exactly like the above, except that before she even starts thinking, the bowl is already chock full of shit. As any man can tell you, a toilet chock full of anything — especially shit — is not going to flush. Fuck what’s it’s going to do is make one hell of a huge, horrible mess — which only makes this metaphor ten times more man-true, because that’s exactly what happens when women think — a huge, horrible mess.
So what’s the problem here? The problem is that if brains were nightclubs, men’s brains have huge burly dudes out front who look like they used to stunt double for that guy Zeus in the movie No Holds Barred with Hulk Hogan. They don’t take any bullshit and if you’re dressed like a slob, you don’t get in. Anniversary? Who gives a shit about you, get to the end of the line. Women, however, have a sign out front with a bowl of candy that says “Please only take one” that all the assholes ignore the fuck out of as they pack the nightclub until the poor guy in the Get Your Oil Changed T-Shirt with the Don’t Act Like a Bitch brand slacks can’t even fit his hand in the door.
Women are memory whores. They have no concept of priority in memory just like they have no concept of priority in life. If you’ve ever seen a woman try to balance a $5 cup of coffee or a baby on top of her car while pumping gas, then you know exactly what I’m talking about.
And that’s a man-truth.
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December 15th, 2005 at 5:03 am - IP Man-Hash: 05876c7260a2f
I am getting jackshit of your superior attitude problem dick. I think it might be time to redress the balance and point out the many failings of men, and perhaps devise a few new Man Laws while we’re at it, eh?
Yes, thought you’d agree.
Here are somethings that are naturally incompatible with men. They just don’t go, like oil and
waterDubya.Consistency. One day they like the Suburu, the next it’s all about the Calais.
Ability to hear. Seems able to hear the mobile perfectly fine from a distance of 50 feet, but apparently stone deaf to the landline.
Mess. Wouldn’t recognise it if it came up and introduced itself with a gift voucher to the local massage parlour.
Important Dates. Men must think no one else was ever born aside from themselves.
Laundry. I believe this has been covered before.
Shopping. Apparent inability not to overspend on food items or to buy anything other than red meat and Coronas.
Parking. The general rule seems to be that it doesn’t matter if you spend 3 hours driving up and down and all around the parking lot and end up $15 out of pocket before you even hit the shops, cause eventually you’ll have yourself a fucking park near the entrance doors.
Laundry. Don’t get me started.
Cooking. Not good at it, but if you complain, it’ll never happen again.
Budgeting. Yes, there is such a thing, believe it or not.
Vision. There are so many things they just can’t see, I don’t know where to begin. I’m beginning to think that creating the hubble telescope was some kind of an attempt to psychologically master this inability.
Cleaning. Just hire a cleaner already tightarse.
December 15th, 2005 at 7:14 am - IP Man-Hash: 065b11b01d70f
You really need to get a life. It is no wonder that the divorce laws are so biased against men in Australia with attitudes such as yours prevailing within the civil justice system. You need to move on.
December 15th, 2005 at 7:22 am - IP Man-Hash: 3f6f1bc89c9c0
What in the holy fuck are you babbling about? I’m at a loss for words.
December 15th, 2005 at 10:00 am - IP Man-Hash: a0c7c73d83830
I thought Dubya and oil went together very well.
What a dumb cunt you are, Female, for not knowing that. It’s as if you know the minimum amount possible to live, but not to open your mouth. Unless you’re on some kind of assisted living program — just like all women.
-Dick
December 15th, 2005 at 12:29 pm - IP Man-Hash: 6c059e71336cb
“Consistency. One day they like the Suburu, the next it’s all about the Calais.”
This one made me laugh. If the men in your life are inconsistant, it’s because they’re actually women. Aside from my sister (who, in my opinion, is an honorary man), I’ve never known a truly decisive and consistant woman. I’ve heard such gems as “You pick the restaurant” or “Should I wear the red or the blue dress?” and, my favorite, “I want to go to the mall…no, I hate the mall, I want to go to Target.”
“Ability to hear. Seems able to hear the mobile perfectly fine from a distance of 50 feet, but apparently stone deaf to the landline.”
Perhaps this is because land-lines do not accurately carry the shrillness of your voice that cellular phones do.
“Mess. Wouldn’t recognise it if it came up and introduced itself with a gift voucher to the local massage parlour.”
You’ve obviously never had to clean a women’s public restroom. I have. The men’s room is always cleaner–there’s never shit on the walls and floor, bloody femenine hygeine products on the floor, or urine in places that are almost physically impossible for a woman to reach with her plumbing. The men’s public restroom might have a clog in the toilet, and sometimes a Playboy stuffed playfully into the toilet bowl as a prank, but at least all of the messes are actually in the toilet. This can be extrapolated to other things–cars, apartments, and yards as well.
“Important Dates. Men must think no one else was ever born aside from themselves.”
What happened on Dec. 7th, 1941? How about 11/11/1918? 11/22/63? Oh, wait, you’ll just google those, since you don’t know on your own power. I never once forgot my anniversary with my ex-gf, or her birthday, or Valentine’s, or Christmas. Sometimes when I was hard up for cash, all she’d get was a little card I made on the PC and a phone-call, but she loved it. Before you get smart with me about her being my ex, she’s only my ex because it was moving with my career versus living in her beloved home town for the rest of our lives, where my living would have been made at a dead-end tourist trap or Wal-Mart. We split up because we knew we would end up resenting each other no matter what we did. We’re still on great terms and talk fairly frequently.
“Laundry. I believe this has been covered before.”
If all you wear is dark colors and no gay materials that react to certain temperatures, it’s pretty easy. Throw it all in with some Woolite Dark, and bam, it’s all magically clean. Dry on cool, to prevent shrinkage. Hot only if you are in a hurry.
“Shopping. Apparent inability not to overspend on food items or to buy anything other than red meat and Coronas.”
Yes, because we’re men, red meat and coronas (guinness or killians in my case) is all we need to survive.
“Parking. The general rule seems to be that it doesn’t matter if you spend 3 hours driving up and down and all around the parking lot and end up $15 out of pocket before you even hit the shops, cause eventually you’ll have yourself a fucking park near the entrance doors.”
No man I know drives around for the parking spaces near the doors. There are exceptions, I’m sure, but it’s likely only because you women have already double-parked in the spaces near the doors. I always park as far away as possible, and if it’s cold, any female accompanying me may borrow my trench-coat.
“Laundry. Don’t get me started.”
I thought girls liked the color pink. It’s not our fault that you have to wear a damn rainbow of colors.
“Cooking. Not good at it, but if you complain, it’ll never happen again.”
I’m an excellent cook. Men wish they had my culinary abilities, and women swoon at my skills.
“Budgeting. Yes, there is such a thing, believe it or not.”
You just don’t like man-budgets because they don’t include handbags, shoes, and other useless fashion items. Men understand the importance of paying bills on time, which is why I know no men with disasterous financial problems, and many women who can’t prioritize their gasoline expenses and rent over their precious cell-phones.
“Vision. There are so many things they just can’t see, I don’t know where to begin. I’m beginning to think that creating the hubble telescope was some kind of an attempt to psychologically master this inability.”
Example, please. Vision is why I rarely let women–including my sister and my own mother–drive. They just can’t see that the light just changed to (or from) red, or that they are actually driving on the shoulder of the road. I also know no women who can get a bullseye at 400 yards with a 30.06 rifle using only iron sights. (I can’t do this personally, but I’ve seen other men do so.)
“Cleaning. Just hire a cleaner already tightarse. ”
Again, this is full of crap. Men do not clean often because we don’t need to–I give my apartment a good once-over every month or so. Sure, there’s some stuff piled up, but it doesn’t smell. Men are smart enough to know that bacteria eat our food too, and then the bacteria fart noxious chemicals. Some men are smart enough to allow this process to take place despite the stench, as a way to ward off irritating women such as yourself.
December 15th, 2005 at 2:13 pm - IP Man-Hash: dc6df4d5c25ad
Charming. In my mind they actually don’t go together too well dick, but then being a non-biased, non Yank (thank sweet baby jebus) I have the ability to actually see what a fuckstick your president is, in fact, what a bunch of fucking cunts his entire family is. If ever there was a reason for retrospective abortion, he is it.
December 15th, 2005 at 2:15 pm - IP Man-Hash: f3ae1ac46a2e3
So you’re saying the president of the US doesn’t like oil? Is that the attitude of most Australian women?
-Dick
December 15th, 2005 at 2:32 pm - IP Man-Hash: d754ab99d7c00
Now that’s charming.
Classy even.
No wonder my dad warned me to stay away from Australian sheilas.
-wolfe
December 15th, 2005 at 10:44 pm - IP Man-Hash: eeffcc3f4c66e
Geez, Dick. Female person whines about all men’s deficiencies, but fails to note your number 1 rule. No wimmin’ allowed.
Glad Aussieland is about as far away as you can get from here.
The Geezer
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December 16th, 2005 at 12:55 am - IP Man-Hash: 855239f484b2b
Consider yourself lucky, if you think that this bitch is unusual or different than the other Aussie-skanks, you would loose manpoints.
Sadly, bitches like the one above are prevelant in the land of Oz and it’s crippling the country and turning it into another feminised Count-try.
Australia has really gone downhill in a big way as you can read and see in the news.
All those lads raised by their single mothers is what we have to thank for this mayhem. But ofcourse they would never admit it or accept responsibility for it.
But, thats females for you. Totally devoid of principles and honour.
December 16th, 2005 at 1:16 am - IP Man-Hash: dc6df4d5c25ad
Inconsistency depends on the man of course, but most typical males forget about their much loved toy when the next newest shiny thing comes along. You may discover this firsthand when you hit 42.
So are you saying he likes the sound of my shrill voice then? Not that my voice is shrill which has already been discussed here. Man Law 5. The only thing men pay attention to are boobs.
No, thank god.
Congratulations.
Trenchcoat? Favoured clothing item of shady characters. No women would be seen dead in a man’s trenchcoat. If you were out shopping wearing one no doubt your gf was dragging you out for some new clothes. Man Law 6. Men are unable to realize when they need to stop wearing their warddrobe from 1989. Man Law 7. There are only 3 occasions when it is possible for a man to get a warddrobe update. 1. Queer eye team ambush him in his home, 2. He comes out of the closet or 3. Girlfriend takes him shopping within 2 weeks of first meeting.
We do, I wear it all the time. Right now I am enjoying the colour watermelon.
This is not a talking heads column.
Wrong. Most men are looking for a mother who will do all this for them because they certainly can’t find the time to stop checking pr0n on the net, to do it for themselves. My last bf drove me insane with his nonexistent financial skills. Guess who decided and picked which car he’d buy next? Guess who decided where he would move to? Guess who ended the relationship due to not wanting an adult child on her hands who was begging for some infant playmates.
Dust. This has already been covered on another thread. General consensus was that men cannot see dust because they cannot see detail. Too busy with their “visions” of discovering something in the deep void of space.
You’ve just proved my point. Just can’t you can’t see the dirt, doesn’t mean it isn’t there.
December 16th, 2005 at 2:45 am - IP Man-Hash: 3f6f1bc89c9c0
Will she ever figure out the quote system? Too funny.
December 16th, 2005 at 3:29 am - IP Man-Hash: dc6df4d5c25ad
How do you know that? Did you help out by throwing beer bottles or swing from the trees while beating your chest? The reason this has happened is because our pollies do nothing but remove police and judicial powers while gangs of ape like youth roam the streets threatening to gang bang 12 year old girls. Meanwhile their older brothers actually do this to the 14 and 15 year “sheilas”. Men between the ages of 13 - 28 years when they roam around in packs are no different from hyenas and our police have been kneecapped. You know this is no BS.
December 16th, 2005 at 3:44 am - IP Man-Hash: dc6df4d5c25ad
Most Australian women believe he sniffs it on a regular basis. Just like a smackhead, he can’t seem to get enough.
December 16th, 2005 at 3:48 am - IP Man-Hash: 855239f484b2b
Did I not say ” they would never accept the responsibility for it” ?
Did I not say that.
Hello !
December 16th, 2005 at 4:13 am - IP Man-Hash: dc6df4d5c25ad
Perhaps the men involved need to accept responsibility for being complete dickheads. I was planning on snorkelling at a city beach this weekend, but oh no, I can’t do that now can I, now that these fuckers are planning on hitting every beach in Sydney to bash anglos. I joked earlier this week that the cops would have to put gates up around Cronulla and now I read in the paper today that they are doing exactly that!! What the fuck is wrong with the men in charge in this country. Heads need to be pulled out of arses on the fucking double. Here’s a quick shopping list our politicians might consider deferring to next time budget expenditure comes up for action.
1. Fund an actual police force.
2. Buy a couple dozen water tankers, apparently a company in Israel makes them and they’ll only set us back $800K each.
3. Build more prisons. Better yet, return to the ball and chain, dump hundreds of fuckers out in the desert and make them build an irrigation system. If they run away, they’ll only die, so it’s win/win.
4. Reinstate Capital Punishment for all psychotic murderers, rapists and peodophiles.
5. Fund a riot police squad.
6. Buy a shitload of tazers for police force (and some for me).
7. Fund training of attack dogs.
8. Fund education classes for stupid men so they can learn where to correctly apportion blame and assign responsibility. First class to be attended by politicians only.
9. Invent a new government servant position and employ thousands of people to fill such positions. Duties include 24hr beach surveillance (cameras not allowed on beaches now, remember) and combing the beach each and every morning to make sure a gang of fucksticks didn’t implant broken glass, upturned steak knives and syringes in the sand overnight while said public servant slept on the job. Much like all politians do! I am sick to fucking death of paying these arseholes to sleep on the job at my taxpayer expense. The recent case of the supreme court judge who liked to sleep during rape hearings before waking up just in time to acquit the accused is a perfect case in point. He needs a bullet to nicely puncture his bowel before he develops a beautiful case of septocemia.
December 16th, 2005 at 5:04 am - IP Man-Hash: 4b07f3b61e8e3
It’s lynching time boys ! Feminasties all over the world are upset that the Anglo men are finally waking up and starting to kick some ass again. I tell you it will spread from Australia to the USA, Britain, and probably Canada too. White men are the ones who built modern civilization, and I’ll be God damned if we are just going to hand it over to invading 3rd world camel jockeys and ZOG feminasty whores !!! FACT…
December 16th, 2005 at 6:12 am - IP Man-Hash: dc6df4d5c25ad
Actually, civilisation began in Mesopotamia (ie, Iraq). Not that we’ll ever find out much more about the past seeing how the the yanks have shelled it to death.
December 16th, 2005 at 7:31 am - IP Man-Hash: 6c059e71336cb
“Inconsistency depends on the man of course, but most typical males forget about their much loved toy when the next newest shiny thing comes along. You may discover this firsthand when you hit 42″
*shrug* I suppose I hang around with non-typical men, then.
“So are you saying he likes the sound of my shrill voice then? Not that my voice is shrill which has already been discussed here. Man Law 5. The only thing men pay attention to are boobs.”
Well, if ya’ll wouldn’t go around showing ‘em off, we wouldn’t have that problem now would we?
“No, thank god.
Congratulations.”
Yeah, it’s always funny when all your female coworkers come whining about the latest grotesque mess their fellow non-men have made…then talk about how much cleaner women are than men….then refuse to go clean it themselves because it’s “too gross.”
“Trenchcoat? Favoured clothing item of shady characters. No women would be seen dead in a man’s trenchcoat. If you were out shopping wearing one no doubt your gf was dragging you out for some new clothes. Man Law 6. Men are unable to realize when they need to stop wearing their warddrobe from 1989. Man Law 7. There are only 3 occasions when it is possible for a man to get a warddrobe update. 1. Queer eye team ambush him in his home, 2. He comes out of the closet or 3. Girlfriend takes him shopping within 2 weeks of first meeting.”
Ever hear of camouflage? It’s a man’s invention, of course–you see it on soldiers everywhere. If I camouflage myself to be shady, well, nobody bothers me…or any gal accompanying me. Makes ‘em feel more secure.
“We do, I wear it all the time. Right now I am enjoying the colour watermelon.”
Good, so what’s the problem if we throw the reds and whites in together? It’s more efficient.
“This is not a talking heads column.”
Touche.
“Wrong. Most men are looking for a mother who will do all this for them because they certainly can’t find the time to stop checking pr0n on the net, to do it for themselves. My last bf drove me insane with his nonexistent financial skills. Guess who decided and picked which car he’d buy next? Guess who decided where he would move to? Guess who ended the relationship due to not wanting an adult child on her hands who was begging for some infant playmates.”
I’m sorry, but this is not a talking heads column. Sounds like you were dating a woman whose plumbing simply got mixed up in utero, though.
“Dust. This has already been covered on another thread. General consensus was that men cannot see dust because they cannot see detail. Too busy with their “visionsâ€? of discovering something in the deep void of space….
You’ve just proved my point. Just can’t you can’t see the dirt, doesn’t mean it isn’t there. ”
I see dust perfectly fine. I destroy it with such a vengeance and man-tastic efficiency that I need only annihilate it once a month or so.
December 16th, 2005 at 9:41 am - IP Man-Hash: a0c7c73d83830
Jesus, just give up on the quoting system already, Female. How stupid do you have to be to not learn how to use some simple text tags? How many times can you do something completely fucking wrong before eventually getting it right.
What an idiot.
-Dick
December 16th, 2005 at 12:30 pm - IP Man-Hash: 616cd3558ebe5
The ancient Babylonians were white female, no coloreds or feminists have EVER built any civilization worth mentioning in the history books.
If it weren’t for the proud red blooded white males, you bitches would STILL be living in shit huts and carrying shit on your heads like fools :)
Smaller cranial capacity, abundance of white matter, no conscience or ethics = LOSERS !!!
December 16th, 2005 at 1:21 pm - IP Man-Hash: dc6df4d5c25ad
Christ you’re a nagger. I think wolfe has inserted some code so that when I quote him it can’t do anything but fuck up.
December 16th, 2005 at 1:44 pm - IP Man-Hash: f3ae1ac46a2e3
wolfe? I think God has inserted some code so that you can’t do anything but fuck up.
-Dick
December 16th, 2005 at 2:06 pm - IP Man-Hash: d754ab99d7c00
To paraphrase Big Al, it’s not the code that’s “fucking up”, sweetheart.
It’s funny how no one else has trouble quoting me.
Sad that you feel the need to constantly curse.
Dick: If God were a woman (heaven forbid), that would be true!
-wolfe
Oh nos! Teh “secrat” codez!!!:
#if strcmp(uncase(user.name),”female”) _blockinsert((forum->tag).editbox,”
December 16th, 2005 at 2:50 pm - IP Man-Hash: dc6df4d5c25ad
December 16th, 2005 at 5:31 pm - IP Man-Hash: 957564b4aff6d
OT: It could be that I’m exhibiting inferior reading skills, but the text seems to have grown very tiny. Too tiny for me to read. Is anyone else having this problem?
December 16th, 2005 at 5:40 pm - IP Man-Hash: dc6df4d5c25ad
No.
December 16th, 2005 at 5:41 pm - IP Man-Hash: f3ae1ac46a2e3
Internet Explorer can’t cope with how Female uses the Quote tag. She’s banned until she learns how to use it properly.
-Dick
December 16th, 2005 at 5:42 pm - IP Man-Hash: dc6df4d5c25ad
Why don’t you get FireFox then genius. Women are smarter than the systems men design.
December 16th, 2005 at 6:19 pm - IP Man-Hash: d754ab99d7c00
I assume you mean Firefox rather than FireFox (since you tend to be quite pedantic about correcting others’ typos).
It’s interesting to note that Michelle Baker (the nominal head of the Firefox team) defers “on all technical matters” to men. (See here [economist.com])
Now I’m sure in your mind “all technical mattersâ€? have little to do with web browser development. In fact, you’ve just failed the test for “women are smarter”.
Female, you’ve jumped the shark. You did so a long time ago. At this point, you are embarrassing yourself.
-wolfe
December 16th, 2005 at 8:39 pm - IP Man-Hash: 957564b4aff6d
It seems to be cleared up now. The print still seems smaller than before, but it is legible.
December 16th, 2005 at 8:47 pm - IP Man-Hash: 957564b4aff6d
I guess I’m not really a woman, despite my genitalia. I’ve gladly accepted a man’s trench-coat to wear when cold.
I’m not sure if I’m allowed to hand out man-points, but I’ll give Ian points of some kind for wearing a trench-coat. =)
December 16th, 2005 at 9:06 pm - IP Man-Hash: dc6df4d5c25ad
Thanks for your patronising feedback, once again. It never feels old.
I said: Man Law 5. The only thing men pay attention to are boobs.
Ian said: Well, if ya’ll wouldn’t go around showing ‘em off, we wouldn’t have that problem now would we?
I say: this is a good demonstration of the male pattern of inconsistency (you thought I was going to say baldness, didn’t you?). When women wear hijabs, buknuks or anything else which covers up most of their body they are feared and thought to be extremely weird if not outright dangerous and thus worthy of western male condemnation. Men spend the majority of their lives attempting to get a woman to remove her clothes, of course once she does, she’s told she really shouldn’t be doing that, inviting trouble and all. Here’s what I say. Cleavage = Power. Use it.
You said something about women liking the colour pink, I said, “We do, I wear it all the time. Right now I am enjoying the colour watermelon.�
Ian said: Good, so what’s the problem if we throw the reds and whites in together? It’s more efficient.
I say: I don’t know you, say again why I would be doing the laundry with you? Efficiency is good though, and pink is great. Men look hot in pink, especially Bf xxx.
You said: Sounds like you were dating a woman whose plumbing simply got mixed up in utero, though.
I say: Lucky I was referring to ex-bf in this case. No, he was just whipped that’s all (These are not my words).
December 16th, 2005 at 10:49 pm - IP Man-Hash: dc6df4d5c25ad
As a woman I have been told that a natural talent is the ability to detect patterns. Patterns in noise, patterns in relationships, patterns in fabric. You name it, women have patterns covered. So, am just wondering, dick do you work at a petrol station?
December 17th, 2005 at 3:40 am - IP Man-Hash: 43b82d224b348
Female saying women are smarter really does put a new meaning to the word “smart”!
Now we have patterns ?
No, female. It’s only you that can see the patterns and no, they are not patterns they are the images produced by your brain. It happens when you fail to take your medicine on time.
Naughty girl, bad girl….
December 17th, 2005 at 5:40 am - IP Man-Hash: dc6df4d5c25ad
You’re right CJ, a man told me about women having a natural talent to detect patterns so it must be bullshit.
December 17th, 2005 at 9:28 am - IP Man-Hash: 6c059e71336cb
“I say: this is a good demonstration of the male pattern of inconsistency (you thought I was going to say baldness, didn’t you?). When women wear hijabs, buknuks or anything else which covers up most of their body they are feared and thought to be extremely weird if not outright dangerous and thus worthy of western male condemnation. Men spend the majority of their lives attempting to get a woman to remove her clothes, of course once she does, she’s told she really shouldn’t be doing that, inviting trouble and all. Here’s what I say. Cleavage = Power. Use it.”
I was being tongue-in-cheek, my dear. I find it quite easy to maintain eye-contact, even when I find the woman to be incredibly hot. It’s called self-control, which femenists have all-but eliminated from Western culture in their willingness to put out.
I’ll be generous and give you a little tidbit of man-knowledge: it all depends on context. A man is more likely to stare at cleavage when a woman is engaged in some annoying diatribe about what her best friend’s boyfriend did last week, fashion, or some other superficial womanly-thing in which a man is (rightly) totally disinterested. If you can talk (intelligently, mind you) about something that will actually hold a man’s interest, like the dangers of fiat-money and centralized banking, why the 1911A1 is the best firearm ever, or quantum non-locality, well, eye-contact becomes easy for men because you have (through overcoming your own reptililian-brain) found a way to hold his interest beyond his reptilian-brain. Higher brain functions are far more powerful than cleavage. I have no fear in telling you this, as you will ignore it as useless anyway. Arielle, as she is obviously an intelligent woman, understands what I am saying.
“I say: Lucky I was referring to ex-bf in this case. No, he was just whipped that’s all (These are not my words).”
So we are actually in agreement. “Whipped” is just a shorter way of saying his genitals were mis-assigned in the womb. Back to the point, though: men are budgetary geniuses, which is why we become important things like CFOs, economists, mutual-fund managers, and financial planners…or independently wealthy.
And to the bonny-sweet lass Arielle, your husband is fortunate–nay, blessed to have found you.
December 17th, 2005 at 2:25 pm - IP Man-Hash: dc6df4d5c25ad
Ian, to imply that all men who have overcome their “reptilian” brain can control themselves from gawking at cleavage is laughable. In my experience it is the intelligent ones who are the most interested in gazing and less than subtle about it. Not that I think they are aware of what they are doing or for how long. Probably simply unconscious, their eyes being attracted to something no doubt they haven’t actually seen in a while, what with all their high powered jet set travelling here and there (what an awful life - been there, done there, doesn’t impress me, sorry).
December 18th, 2005 at 8:29 am - IP Man-Hash: a0c7c73d83830
Who cares.
-Dick
December 19th, 2005 at 4:56 am - IP Man-Hash: 05876c7260a2f
You didn’t answer my question? Do you pump gas for a living? There is no shame in that and far better than someone who just likes “hanging” around gas stations. In my country, you would be called a petrol sniffer which is one step down from a methylated spirits drinker.
December 19th, 2005 at 7:39 am - IP Man-Hash: e7cfb013b4104
In your cuntry, you let the sand apes roam free on the beaches and beat up innocent Aussie lifeguards, then you call the police on your own men and young people, because your peanut brain hates seeing the good guys fighting back.
You liberal bitches need a square kick in the ass, or better yet force you to marry Bobby Brown, I think Shitney Houston is nearing her liberal end too. Not much use to anyone are you female ?
No, I don’t think so…
December 19th, 2005 at 11:20 am - IP Man-Hash: 577d18009a748
Dick i have to know what made you start this site, i am a proud supporter of it but i have to know how it all started, did you finally deal with one nagging bitch too many?
December 19th, 2005 at 12:21 pm - IP Man-Hash: 0877a9ba01503
Probably, who among the men here has not dealt with some crazy bitch at some point in his life ? Just look at female !
December 19th, 2005 at 1:56 pm - IP Man-Hash: d754ab99d7c00
Mars: That’s an excellent question. Like you, I’d enjoy hearing the answer.
-wolfe
December 19th, 2005 at 3:16 pm - IP Man-Hash: f3ae1ac46a2e3
Like most great things invented by man, it was conceived over a pint and ended in tears (hence the No Women Allowed warning). I’ll write up the whole story and put it in the About section somewhere, but it went something like this.
Person 1: “Okay, but that’s only three reasons why men are better than women.”
Person 2: “No. That’s just three off the top of my head.”
I’ll leave it to you all to genderize the persons in question.
-Dick
December 19th, 2005 at 8:51 pm - IP Man-Hash: d754ab99d7c00
Heh. Thanks Dick. I look forward to reading the long version, but that’s pretty good all on its own.
-wolfe
December 20th, 2005 at 1:02 am - IP Man-Hash: dc6df4d5c25ad
“In your cuntry, you let the sand apes roam free on the beaches… ”
UP, What do you suggest we do? Go all apartheid a la South Africa and ban all other nationalities from the beach? This is a free country. Your racism is disgusting.
“…and beat up