Let me guess, the Biological Clock (all questions pertain to your marriagability), the Time Bomb (acts sweet, then her MPS kicks in), the Boomerang (everything, including the weather, happens to be your fault)...
Oh, I want to see it. (Psst. You can post it here, quietly.)
Surely you've heard these (although they're really not so nasty. Now you have me thinking...):
Women, learn to work the toilet seat. You're a big girl. If it's up, put it down. We need it up, you need it down. You don't hear us complaining about you leaving it down.
Birthdays, Valentines, and Anniversaries are not considered by us to be opportunities to see if we can find the perfect present . . . . again!
Sometimes we are not thinking about you. Live with it.
Sunday = sports. It's like the full moon or the changing of the tides. Let it be.
Don't cut your hair. Ever. Long hair is always more attractive than short hair. One of the big reasons guys fear getting married is that married women always cut their hair, and by then you're stuck with her.
Ask for what you want. Subtle hints do not work! Strong hints do not work! Obvious hints do not work! Just say it!
We don't remember dates. . . .Period!!
Most guys own three pairs of shoes - tops. What makes you think we'd be any good at choosing which pair, out of thirty, would look good with your dress?
Yes and No are perfectly acceptable answers to almost every question.
Come to us with a problem only if you want help solving it. That's what we do. Sympathy is what your girlfriends are for.
A headache that lasts for 17 months is a problem. See a doctor.
Anything we said 6 months ago is inadmissible in an argument. In fact, all comments become null and void after 7 days.
If you won't dress like the Victoria's Secret girls, don't expect us to act like soap opera guys.
If you think you're fat, you probably are. Don't ask us. We've been tricked before!!
If something we said can be interpreted two ways, and one of the ways makes you sad or angry, we meant the other one.
Let us ogle. We are going to look anyway; it's genetic.
You can either ask us to do something or tell us how you want it done. Not both. If you already know best how to do it, just do it yourself.
Whenever possible, please say whatever you have to say during commercials.
Christopher Columbus did not need directions, and neither do we.
The relationship is never going to be like it was the first two months we were going out. Get over it. And quit whining to your girlfriends.
ALL men see in only 16 colors, like Windows default settings. Peach, for example, is a fruit, not a color. Pumpkin is also a fruit. We have no idea what mauve is.
If it itches, it will be scratched. We do that.
We are not mind readers and we never will be. Our lack of mind-reading ability is not proof of how little we care about you.
If we ask what is wrong and you say "nothing," we will act like nothing's wrong. We know you are lying, but it is just not worth the hassle.
If you ask a question you don't want an answer to, expect an answer you don't want to hear.
Don't ask us what we're thinking about unless you are prepared to discuss such topics as navel lint, the shotgun formation, or monster trucks.
Foreign films are best left to foreigners. (Unless it's Bruce Lee or some war flick where it doesn't really matter what they're saying anyway.)
BEER is as exciting for us as handbags are for you.
Thank you for reading this; Yes, I know, I have to sleep on the couch tonight, but did you know, it's like camping.
Keep him in the queue. (Icarus quickly checks akaspeedo's list to see if that's out of bounds -- nope, you're good to go.)
Regarding the name thing -- I can't use my real name for very good reasons involving my mother, religion, and a book with my name in it by a major publisher. Otherwise I would.
Pets limerick -- and do you mind if I save a copy (credit to you) for my new toy website-in-the-works?
I just finished my little 750-word piece for you guys (it's more erotica than horror, though our hero's reaction certainly is horrified) and discovered that in April you guys lovingly revised your fiction requirements and now accept longer 5,000-word stories. Wonderful. I will prod cursive in her beta review of Keego Harbor (the baseball and rain story).
Yes, you certainly may have a copy of the limerick; it's for your story, after all. And did you want me to dig up the one I wrote for First Signs of Magic: Draco Malfoy? Also, I feel really bad because I obviously told you old info regarding word count. What'd I tell you, 3,500? I keep forgetting about that! Doggone. I'm so, so sorry! Yeah, two jobs is obviously too many for me. Again, I apologize.
no subject
Date: 2004-05-09 08:30 am (UTC)Psst.
Date: 2004-05-09 11:57 am (UTC)I dare you.
Let me guess, the Biological Clock (all questions pertain to your marriagability), the Time Bomb (acts sweet, then her MPS kicks in), the Boomerang (everything, including the weather, happens to be your fault)...
Oh, I want to see it. (Psst. You can post it here, quietly.)
Icarus
Re: Psst.
Date: 2004-05-09 12:06 pm (UTC)Re: Psst.
Date: 2004-05-09 12:46 pm (UTC)Women, learn to work the toilet seat. You're a big girl. If it's up, put it down. We need it up, you need it down. You don't hear us complaining about you leaving it down.
Birthdays, Valentines, and Anniversaries are not considered by us to be opportunities to see if we can find the perfect present . . . . again!
Sometimes we are not thinking about you. Live with it.
Sunday = sports. It's like the full moon or the changing of the tides. Let it be.
Don't cut your hair. Ever. Long hair is always more attractive than short hair. One of the big reasons guys fear getting married is that married women always cut their hair, and by then you're stuck with her.
Ask for what you want. Subtle hints do not work! Strong hints do not work! Obvious hints do not work! Just say it!
We don't remember dates. . . .Period!!
Most guys own three pairs of shoes - tops. What makes you think we'd be any good at choosing which pair, out of thirty, would look good with your dress?
Yes and No are perfectly acceptable answers to almost every question.
Come to us with a problem only if you want help solving it. That's what we do. Sympathy is what your girlfriends are for.
A headache that lasts for 17 months is a problem. See a doctor.
Anything we said 6 months ago is inadmissible in an argument. In fact, all comments become null and void after 7 days.
If you won't dress like the Victoria's Secret girls, don't expect us to act like soap opera guys.
If you think you're fat, you probably are. Don't ask us. We've been
tricked before!!
If something we said can be interpreted two ways, and one of the ways makes you sad or angry, we meant the other one.
Let us ogle. We are going to look anyway; it's genetic.
You can either ask us to do something or tell us how you want it done. Not both. If you already know best how to do it, just do it yourself.
Whenever possible, please say whatever you have to say during commercials.
Christopher Columbus did not need directions, and neither do we.
The relationship is never going to be like it was the first two months we were going out. Get over it. And quit whining to your girlfriends.
ALL men see in only 16 colors, like Windows default settings. Peach, for example, is a fruit, not a color. Pumpkin is also a fruit. We have no idea what mauve is.
If it itches, it will be scratched. We do that.
We are not mind readers and we never will be. Our lack of mind-reading ability is not proof of how little we care about you.
If we ask what is wrong and you say "nothing," we will act like nothing's wrong. We know you are lying, but it is just not worth the hassle.
If you ask a question you don't want an answer to, expect an answer you don't want to hear.
Don't ask us what we're thinking about unless you are prepared to discuss such topics as navel lint, the shotgun formation, or monster trucks.
Foreign films are best left to foreigners. (Unless it's Bruce Lee or some war flick where it doesn't really matter what they're saying anyway.)
BEER is as exciting for us as handbags are for you.
Thank you for reading this; Yes, I know, I have to sleep on the couch tonight, but did you know, it's like camping.
Re: Psst.
Date: 2004-05-09 04:50 pm (UTC)But, NO! I am not leaving my boyfriend!
Re: Psst.
Date: 2004-05-09 05:00 pm (UTC)Keep him in the queue. (Icarus quickly checks
Regarding the name thing -- I can't use my real name for very good reasons involving my mother, religion, and a book with my name in it by a major publisher. Otherwise I would.
Icarus
no subject
Date: 2004-05-09 11:23 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-05-09 02:38 pm (UTC)Pets limerick -- and do you mind if I save a copy (credit to you) for my new
toywebsite-in-the-works?I just finished my little 750-word piece for you guys (it's more erotica than horror, though our hero's reaction certainly is horrified) and discovered that in April you guys lovingly revised your fiction requirements and now accept longer 5,000-word stories. Wonderful. I will prod
Icarus
no subject
Date: 2004-05-09 09:49 pm (UTC)Thank you,
Jada