And Now A Little Something For The Cavewomen...

Love this

i feel most enlightened! thankyou southernthunder :P

ah, don't ruin gals.

i don't mind t shirts,

and subtle things - just don't pay attention. the worthy one will understand by herself.

it's already enough that you subconsciously pay attention where she parks her car depending on time of a day and do the same when you park hers...

If a man is programmed to **** everything in sight (can't help it - it's genetic - from cavemen), then why do they prefer blow jobs and sticking it up your arse? If they can't keep it in their pants because of wanting to spread their seed, why don't they put it in the baby-making area?

Do all men fit these criteria? Are there any exceptions to the rule?

Ugga. Me fix problems. You pay. Bartering OK too.

Meeka... I'm a Neanderthal, not a marriage counselor. I can give you my perspective... and although I'm happy to offer a money-back guarantee, you still get what you pay for. ; ) Let me know.

God, I hate those commercials! They were funny the first few times, now they're just depressing. That angst-ridden hairy dude embarasses the rest of us knuckle-draggers.



Ugga.

LFHB... without question one of the best thought-out responses I've seen on any thread; certainly one of mine.



You seem to almost present a paradox of sorts... and ya'll wonder why women confound us... as you're obviously intellingent and well educated, yet you have a longing of sorts for a something different at the same time. Top that off with a mixture of internal conflict and more than a little emotional pain, and you have quite the interesting stew.



I'm glad you found some value worth pondering (such a wonderful word), and hope that you'll share some of those thoughts as you progress.

Hmmm... so many thoughts.... and I just gave a lecture on this last week (reverence for the cave person within) in relation to the hindbrain structures that keep us alive and kicking, not to mention playful at a most instinctual level. Mainly, my lecture rant was about how upset I've been as a behavioral scientist, that men have been utterly devalued by diminishing the importance of the "cave person within" - Women have unfortunately been following a rather sad bucket of lies (self-inflicted) that somehow men are not worthy as they are... straight-forward thinkers (eat, pursue sex, play in the woods, create something, think on it (whatever IT is), protect home and family, start over).... Where the hell would we be without that wonderful (albeit terribly simplified/generalized - sorry) cycle of wonderful male-ness. That said - I am a bit of a lost soul here, admitedly, as I do not relate very well to feminine world - I can pretend to "get it" but ultimately I just don't favor the feminine-way of thinking (if I even know what that is). I may be more biased toward the male way of being, thus showing my faults in this discussion by not offering much for the female argument. Oddly though, when I was married - I adored being "the wife" and I loved having the dinner on the table and being the 4am conversationalist at my husband's whim... I don't know if I will or can do that life again - it hurt too much when it was taken away - and I've learned how to "be for myself" all of these years - rather enjoying my singularity - I have sort of forgotten what that old life of wifery was like - but I do know that I really loved being pretty for my man and wanting to sweep him off his feet when he returned home from a long day at work - but .... oh, I'm babbling. So, ignorance may be my last word here. I've learned some in this thread - or maybe it is more like, you have all brought back some memories and new ponderings..... Thanks to all.

Take care... LFHB

Ugga.

Another great post. I could think of some people who should read both of your stories. (By the way, I have no clue what sweatpants actually are, but I can imagine.) Viva Neanderthals!

Thunder, you said that some guys are turning into moma's boys, I know what you mean, Young boys it seems like anymore all they do is play video games all day, they don't want to mow the lawn or do any kind of work, Work is a 4 letter word. My two sons started mowing lawns and paying for their cars and things early on. They still both work and go to college.

Yes I can't stand seeing men and women in sweatpants all the time, And what's up with wearing pajamas to work and school? It looks like they just rolled out of bed and they probably did. There aren't many days that I don't wear some make up and do my hair. That's something my mother taught me years ago, when she knew Dad was on his way home from work she would comb her hair and put lip stick on and she did also before she went to work and before even going to the grocery store. She would take a bath every evening, shave her legs, powder put deodorant on and brush her teeth. She said it was taking pride in herself. And I think a man appreciates that. She would brush her teeth in the morning and she would fix him coffee and toast, pack his lunch every morning, cleaned house during the day

and had his dinner on the table every evening. I don't think I ever heard them argue over this either. Maybe other things but not on these things, it was just the way it was. Mom and Dad have been married over 60 years.

And if they went to a funeral or wedding she would wear a dress and hose, the whole works. She always looked great. And she didn't have to spend an arm and leg, she did her own hair and nails, she looked great up till she was about 70.

And in return, Dad never missed a day of work fro over 30 years unless he was deathly sick and he was kind to my mother. He would always tell her he loved her and she was pretty. They had a good sex life for many years until she broke her hip and he's got prostate cancer. But they still have each other.

I love this and love men for being just this.

I do (shamefully) play the “I don’t know, where do you want to go?” dinner game but I'm working on it;)

lmao... And you don't think farts are funny? ; )

Scares the crap out of you? Better get that toilet fixed ASAP!



Sorry couldn't help myself.

Exceptionally well put, eharvey. I have a few male friends that I'd like to slap upside the head. I know you can't judge a man until you've walked a mile in his shoes, but c'mon... Man up. I fear that men in general are turning into momma's boys and wussies... always wanting someone to take care of them. Scares the crap out of me. End rant.

ST, truly he is a good guy. My real theory on life in general is we accept what we allow ourselves to accept. Not true 100% of the time, but probably 99% of the time.

eharvey, you have obviously found yourself a Cro-Magnon man. My sympathies are with you. Find a Neanderthal... we're handier, and better in bed. ; )

Um really? Because most of that stuff gets done at my house on the weekends.............when oddly enough.............football, or basketball, or hockey, or UFC, or Boxing is on. For the record I know where the on switch is for the leaf blower and the lawnmower. I know how to change my oil. I know the difference between a monkey wrench, a hex wrench, a ratchet wrench, etc. AND sweetie are sure you have a leak in the bathroom or is that excess liquid from bad aim?

Hang on for a second... I can't hear you over the lawnmower, the leaf blower, the wrench I just banged my knuckle on changing the oil in your car, or water running where I'm trying to fix that blasted leak in the bathroom.



As I said in my story... check my other story here. I'm an equal opportunity jackass.

Nah...............just don't hold me to a higher standard than you hold yourself. I wear Frederick's...............you wear Fredericks. Get up early game day so we can knock out all the cleaning. Buy me a Hooter's uniform and I will serve you wings during the game. FOR THE LOVE OF PETE stop touching your privates, they are not imminently going to fall off. You don't see me endlessly adjusting my "assets"......what gives.

eharvey... I'm sorry, but I just couldn't pass that one up. (Pun intended). Sounds like you may have Cro-Magnon on your hands as opposed to a Neanderthal.

Hey... I didn't make them funny, they just are.



fantasea... you need to stick around... it has been fun.

*rolls eyes, shakes head* LMAO, ST at that last statement! Provoking much???!! Yeah, that's the winning comment that WOULDN'T PROVE harvey's point! :O

Okay............i'll give you that gas can be humorous.

But farts ARE funny!

In the interest of NOT being subtle...................You get what you give.



Don't scratch yourself in my line of vision, don't fart and then laugh about it, don't complain about the meal you didn't cook, the wings at Hooters aren't that damn delicious, the kids can be comforted by either one of us, the laundry can be done by either one of us, if you can wear sweats on the weekend and look sexy SO CAN I, if I watch "Saw IV" on Friday then watch a chick flick with me on Saturday, guess what..............stuff needs to get done while football is on.......life doesn't stop because Dallas is playing, and last but not least...........what happend to that thong I bought YOU for our anniversary??????



UGGA!

hahahaha....better Oprah than Springer!



Who's yo daddy?