| Author | Message | ||
     M1combat  |
Why can't women just accept that men tend to say what they mean (or at least I do) instead of deciding to analyze stuff until they decide there must have been a negative underlying meaning? | ||
| CJXB  |
It's not that women won't accept that men don't say what they mean, it's just that we think men are too stupid to know themselves what they mean !!  | ||
| Buells Rule! (Dyna in disguise)  |
I hear ya CJ, now tell us again about that Horse with arms  | ||
| Tramp  |
the disparity has it's origins in the sandbox. men tend to say things for which they might be held physically accountable, women tend to speak without regard to consequence, as there is no pressure to back up or substantiate statements. further, men (real ones anyhow) don't say behind another's back waht they would not say to one's face, whereas women, with rare exception, enjoy speaking 'about' as opposed to 'to' folks. this is the reason (occupationally speaking) that men can work for men, men can work for women, and women can work for men, but women can NOT work for other women. the tendency to get others to fight their battles for them leads to groups bitterly divided, whilst fellas will typically deal with an individual on excatly that basis: individual. same reason broads can't go to the can alone when they're out with other broads. fear of everyone else speaking behind one's back while in the head. 'you accompany me, i'll accompany you next time. imagine two guys goi  ng to the scheisser together. i mean beside me and dyna, of course. that was fer you, reepicheep. | ||
| Doughnut  |
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| CJXB |
Touche Dyna, Touche !! Tramp, I don't know what women you know, but you're way over generalizing !! I will say anything to anyone's face, gotten me in trouble more than once, I won't be mean about it though !! Me and my girlfriends can go to the can on our own too !! Women do work for me, but I will admit I can't work for women if they are emotional about it and yes some are, it's a job do it and get over it !! Geezzz, you make us sound like what women were 50 years ago, not today, get out more !! CJ  | ||
| Tramp |
i know it's a genralization, just trying to elucidate a point. unfortunately, i n a g e n e r a l s e n s e , women are that way. it's not something that's about to change any time soon. i doubt you're that way, my better half certainly is not, and my many female friends aren't, either. it is an historical societal trend, however, that a man will confront a situation 1-1, and a woman will backdoor it or get someone else to confront it for her. again, a generalization, and i apologize for not stating it as such, albeit a keenly accurate one | ||
| Ingemar  |
I've discovered a woman's speech gets retarded the moment she gets involved in a relationship. It's all fine when you're friends and all, but in a relationship they suddenly need to say things with hidden meanings and make me suspicious even about the simplest things like "I bought you some donuts today". Maybe it's the tone at which it is said, I dunno. I love my wife though. She's a real sweetheart. That data sheet cracks me up. Funny stuff. | ||
| Glitch  |
Men marry the woman of their choice thinking they won't change. Women marry the men of their choice thinking they can change them. Both are wrong. | ||
| Black_sunshine  |
Love is the delusion that one woman is different from another. Men play the game but women know the score! | ||
| Sandblast  |
To answer M1's original question: Dude they are just crazy, buy her something and smile, try not to talk at all if you can. | ||
| CJXB |
Sandblast has the best and most rational advise I ever heard, and from a woman's point it will positively work as he stated !!! Tramp, your kind of right, it's women themselves that give women a bad reputation, damn them !! I've discovered a woman's speech gets retarded the moment she gets involved in a relationship. That is SO freakin true !! | ||
| Sandblast |
CJ: | ||
| M1combat |
What about her ability to listen? | ||
| Doughnut |
What?  | ||
| Fuzznutz |
NEVER trust anything that bleeds for three to five days and doesn't die! | ||
| Newfie_buell  |
BWHAHAHAHAHAHAHA I am keeping out of this one as I have a very healthy respect of women. | ||
| Fiery_xb |
You go Newf!!  | ||
| Doughnut |
I have a very healthy respect of women You're whiped, aren't you? (the preceding was a joke.) | ||
| Stealthxb  |
I received some input into this topic tonight while driving my S.O. to the airport. Men want to know what. Women want to know why. I asked her if she was hungry and she proceeded to tell me everything from her entire day that even remotely involved eating in addition to all events that prevented her from getting a chance to eat. However, she never answered the question! | ||
| 1313  |
Women: Can't live with 'em, Can't kill 'em.   1313 (Message edited by 1313 on November 21, 2004) | ||
| Phillyblast  |
q: "Don't you talk to your wife?" a: "No, I don't want to interrupt her." Thanks Rodney. | ||
| Spiderman  |
AT least men can open there own jars :P | ||
| Rek |
The best advice received on my wedding day, "Just do what the woman says, son. You'll get along just fine." Rob | ||
| P0p0k0pf |
Whoa.... I'm going back to the safety of the Firearm thread.... | ||
| Tramp |
well put i'll be right behind ya... | ||
| Imonabuss |
Remember the book 'Men are from Mars, Women are from Venus?' Well, here's a prime example offered by an English professor at Pennsylvania University. "Today we will experiment with a new form called the tandem story. The process is simple. Each person will pair off with the person sitting to his or her immediate right. One of you will then write the first paragraph of a short story. The partner will read the first paragraph and then add another paragraph to the story. The first person will then add a third paragraph, and so on back and forth. Remember to re-read what has been written each time in order to keep the story coherent. There is to be absolutely NO talking and anything you wish to say must be written on the paper. The story is over when both agree a conclusion has been reached." The following was actually turned in by two of my English students: Rebecca -last name deleted, and Gary - last name deleted. -------------------------------------------------------------- STORY: (First paragraph by Rebecca) At first, Laurie couldn't decide which kind of tea she wanted. The chamomile, which used to be her favorite for lazy evenings at home, now reminded her too much of Carl, who once said, in happier times, that he liked chamomile. But she felt she must now, at all costs, keep her mind off Carl. His possessiveness was suffocating, and if she thought about him too much her asthma started acting up again. So chamomile was out of the question. ------------------------------------------------------ (Second paragraph by Gary) Meanwhile, Advance Sergeant Carl Harris, leader of the attack squadron now in orbit over Skylon 4, had more important things to think about than the neuroses of an air-headed asthmatic bimbo named Laurie with whom he had spent one sweaty night over a year ago. "A.S. Harris to Geostation 17, he said into his transgalactic communicator. "Polar orbit established. No sign of resistance so far..." But before he could sign off, a bluish particle beam flashed out of nowhere and blasted a hole through his ship's cargo bay. The jolt from the direct hit sent him flying out of his seat and across the cockpit. ---------------------------------------------------------- (Rebecca) He bumped his head and died almost immediately but not before he felt one last pang of regret for psychically brutalizing the one woman who had ever had feelings for him. Soon afterwards, Earth stopped its pointless hostilities towards the peaceful farmers of Skylon 4. "Congress Passes Law Permanently Abolishing War and Space Travel," Laurie read in her newspaper one morning. The news simultaneously excited her and bored her. She stared out the window, dreaming of her youth, when the days had passed unhurriedly and carefree, with no newspapers to read, no television to distract her from her sense of innocent wonder at all the beautiful things around her. "Why must one lose one^s innocence to become a woman?" she pondered wistfully. --------------------------------------------------------- (Gary) Little did she know, but she had less than 10 seconds to live. Thousands of miles above the city, the Anu'udrian mothership launched the first of its lithium fusion missiles. The dim-witted wimpy peaceniks who pushed the Unilateral Aerospace Disarmament Treaty through the congress had left Earth a defenseless target for the hostile alien empires who were determined to destroy the human race. Within two hours after the passage of the treaty the Anu'udrian ships were on course for Earth, carrying enough firepower to pulverize the entire planet. With no one to stop them, they swiftly initiated their diabolical plan. The lithium fusion missile entered the atmosphere unimpeded. The President, in his top-secret Mobile submarine headquarters on the ocean floor off the coast of Guam, felt the inconceivably massive explosion, which vaporized poor, stupid, Laurie and 85 million other Americans. The President slammed his fist on the conference table. "We can't allow this! I'm going to veto that treaty! Let's blow 'em out of the sky!" ---------------------------------------------------------- (Rebecca) This is absurd. I refuse to continue this mockery of literature. My writing partner is a violent, chauvinistic semi-literate adolescent. ---------------------------------------------------------- (Gary) Yeah? Well, you're a self-centered tedious neurotic whose attempts at writing are the literary equivalent of Valium. "Oh shall I have chamomile tea? Or shall I have some other sort of F*CKING TEA??? Oh no, I'm such an air headed bimbo who reads too many Danielle Steele novels." ---------------------------------------------------------- (Rebecca) •••••••. ---------------------------------------------------------- (Gary) Bitch. ---------------------------------------------------------- (Rebecca) Wanker. ---------------------------------------------------------- (Gary) Slut. --------------------------------------------------------- (Rebecca) Get f*cked. ---------------------------------------------------------- (Gary) Eat sh*t. -------------------------------------------------------- (Rebecca) F*CK YOU - YOU NEANDERTHAL!!! ---------------------------------------------------------- (Gary) Go drink some tea - •••••. ********************************************** (Teacher) A+ - I really liked this one. | ||
| Peter  |
LMFAO!!!! | ||
| Firebolt020283  |
ha ha ha ha thats too f**kin funny | ||
| Court |
All seemed quite logical with the requisite coherent story line....am I Ms.ing something? Buells have warped our genetic composition me thinks. Court |
