I’m a jack ass.
Yep, I most certainly am. I just gave a guy just enough information to find this thing. Now, I ask you, how in the heck am I suppose to talk about people behind their backs in front of their faces? This is that honest to a fault crap of which I spoke earlier. I just talk; I say what I say and boom...everybody can find this site. So, I have limited my own freedom of speech and that is just stupid. Yeah right, I don’t hold back for anyone. Luckily, there was nothing bad to say about this man.
He was very nice. He seems to be a sweetheart kind of guy, easygoing and talkative. He’s one of those guys that would bring out the nurturing side of a woman. I don’t meet many men like that. Some guys bring out the worst in us. Vex just had me worrying all the time. I never felt like things were quite right. I knew there was probably something going on but at any given moment, I couldn’t prove a thing. You don’t have time to get all nurturing when you can’t get out of 007 mode. If you have one of these women and you don’t want them going through your pants and checking for credit card receipts, don’t insult their intelligence by lying to them. While there are a few women who will do this with or without reason, most of us have good reason once we stoop to Nancy Drew-like tactics.
Some guys bring out the more bitchy side of a woman just by being a little bit of a bitch themselves. They do things like smack you on the backside in front of their friends. They just sort of enjoy treating you badly whenever their friends are around. They aren’t much better when the friends are gone, though. I saw one guy fart into the telephone. Now, I ask you, how pleasant is his wife supposed to be? Of course she’s a bitch. If he would fart into the phone with company over, what the heck did he save for the privacy of the marital relationship? I get the shivering willies just thinking about it.
Or they could do stupid stuff like invite you over and show you pictures of their ex’s. (That really happened. When I tried to politely, but firmly, let the guy know that I wasn’t interested by handing them back without looking, he held them up and started to flip through them as though to say, “Of course you want to look at these pictures. Why wouldn’t you want to look at posed, semi-nude pictures of another woman? Here’s another...”) So, I was forced to be rude (Codeword: bitch) and I didn’t appreciate it anymore than he did. I know it isn’t always the case, but just consider the possibility that the next bitch you meet could be responding to something that you are doing. Most of try really hard to keep that side of us under control and we certainly do meet some challenging men, but at some point, enough stupidity will bring out the bitch in any woman.
Of course, some men know how to bring out the Mae West side of us as well. We aren’t stupid, we know what boys like. We just don’t waste it on every Tom, Dick or Harry that comes along. If you don’t put forth some effort, why in the heck should I? You lead, I’ll follow...but I am not starting down any roads I might have to travel unescorted. Once again, I didn’t make the rules. If I were a guy, I might reconsider. But I am a woman, show me what you’ve got. I think most of us could keep up with your silly selves if you just set up the event. Whatever.
What other sides do we have? Oh, the Cybil side. Well, some of us just have hormonal problems, what can I say? Hormones are responsible for that PMS stuff and if they can cause that, there is pretty much no limit to the damage they are capable of. The men make sure we have them. If we don’t have enough, they send us to doctors who write out prescriptions for them. But, every so often, some woman gets too much of that stuff and they go berserk. It’s unbelievable. These people pretty much stay at home, making occasional appearances on Dr. Phil and Maury Povich. I don’t know too much about them, but it doesn’t matter. If you have one, you are screwed anyway.
Anyway, women as a group are pretty easy to manipulate. If you just do crazy little things like treat them well and talk to them, they will behave just like you want them to. It’s amazing.
Meg
Yep, I most certainly am. I just gave a guy just enough information to find this thing. Now, I ask you, how in the heck am I suppose to talk about people behind their backs in front of their faces? This is that honest to a fault crap of which I spoke earlier. I just talk; I say what I say and boom...everybody can find this site. So, I have limited my own freedom of speech and that is just stupid. Yeah right, I don’t hold back for anyone. Luckily, there was nothing bad to say about this man.
He was very nice. He seems to be a sweetheart kind of guy, easygoing and talkative. He’s one of those guys that would bring out the nurturing side of a woman. I don’t meet many men like that. Some guys bring out the worst in us. Vex just had me worrying all the time. I never felt like things were quite right. I knew there was probably something going on but at any given moment, I couldn’t prove a thing. You don’t have time to get all nurturing when you can’t get out of 007 mode. If you have one of these women and you don’t want them going through your pants and checking for credit card receipts, don’t insult their intelligence by lying to them. While there are a few women who will do this with or without reason, most of us have good reason once we stoop to Nancy Drew-like tactics.
Some guys bring out the more bitchy side of a woman just by being a little bit of a bitch themselves. They do things like smack you on the backside in front of their friends. They just sort of enjoy treating you badly whenever their friends are around. They aren’t much better when the friends are gone, though. I saw one guy fart into the telephone. Now, I ask you, how pleasant is his wife supposed to be? Of course she’s a bitch. If he would fart into the phone with company over, what the heck did he save for the privacy of the marital relationship? I get the shivering willies just thinking about it.
Or they could do stupid stuff like invite you over and show you pictures of their ex’s. (That really happened. When I tried to politely, but firmly, let the guy know that I wasn’t interested by handing them back without looking, he held them up and started to flip through them as though to say, “Of course you want to look at these pictures. Why wouldn’t you want to look at posed, semi-nude pictures of another woman? Here’s another...”) So, I was forced to be rude (Codeword: bitch) and I didn’t appreciate it anymore than he did. I know it isn’t always the case, but just consider the possibility that the next bitch you meet could be responding to something that you are doing. Most of try really hard to keep that side of us under control and we certainly do meet some challenging men, but at some point, enough stupidity will bring out the bitch in any woman.
Of course, some men know how to bring out the Mae West side of us as well. We aren’t stupid, we know what boys like. We just don’t waste it on every Tom, Dick or Harry that comes along. If you don’t put forth some effort, why in the heck should I? You lead, I’ll follow...but I am not starting down any roads I might have to travel unescorted. Once again, I didn’t make the rules. If I were a guy, I might reconsider. But I am a woman, show me what you’ve got. I think most of us could keep up with your silly selves if you just set up the event. Whatever.
What other sides do we have? Oh, the Cybil side. Well, some of us just have hormonal problems, what can I say? Hormones are responsible for that PMS stuff and if they can cause that, there is pretty much no limit to the damage they are capable of. The men make sure we have them. If we don’t have enough, they send us to doctors who write out prescriptions for them. But, every so often, some woman gets too much of that stuff and they go berserk. It’s unbelievable. These people pretty much stay at home, making occasional appearances on Dr. Phil and Maury Povich. I don’t know too much about them, but it doesn’t matter. If you have one, you are screwed anyway.
Anyway, women as a group are pretty easy to manipulate. If you just do crazy little things like treat them well and talk to them, they will behave just like you want them to. It’s amazing.
Meg
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