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This is dedicated to all the horrible things women make us do, or we do for women just to score a few points. This includes those childhood years when mom picked your clothes.

What is the least favorite thing you have to do for/because of a woman?

Dancing. I HATE DANCING.

I have agree with Lokiaa. That, or grocery shopping....

Oh yeah. Dancing. Jesus... i mean... urgh...

I have agree with Lokiaa. That, or grocery shopping....Nah, grocery shopping doesn't compare to the ultimate horror:
SHOE shopping
(Do you dare peek?)

Clothes shopping with women is awful. I'm not a total stereotype. I actually like shopping and take pride in the clothes that I wear. But women don't just go to buy things. They try on everything in the store, and then make stacks of stuff to try on a second and third time through, all the while complaining about their weight and making you hold their purse or something. It's brutal.

Nah, grocery shopping doesn't compare to the ultimate horror:

SHOE shopping
(Do you dare peek?)

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I agree.

Nothing beats the two ultimates:

1) Dancing, as has been stated before

and

2) Getting into fights with guys who could benchpress 3 of you to defend her because she thought it was funny to slap him and then hide behind you for protection.....

all of them things are bad, but if you're in a long distance relationship like me, where you have to travel well over an hour to see your girlfriend, you sometimes wonder why you do it.

The ultimates aside, don't you hate it how they always expect your fingernails to be clean and manicured every time of the day?

all of them things are bad, but if you're in a long distance relationship like me, where you have to travel well over an hour to see your girlfriend, you sometimes wonder why you do it.An "hour"? You call that long distance? :p

Dancing. I HATE DANCING.
Oh you poor non-latino men....they figured out long ago that dancing is the perfect excuse to grope many hot women in a night. Well...black people seem to know this too. I suspect that the fashion of 'dancing in groups' rather than as couples has taken the joy of legitimate fondling from you:(

An "hour"? You call that long distance? :p

about an hour and a half, and thats on a highway, the petrol costs are bad.

This is dedicated to all the horrible things women make us do, or we do for women just to score a few points. This includes those childhood years when mom picked your clothes.

What is the least favorite thing you have to do for/because of a woman?

my favorite past time?

hmmmm...

the 1980s

hehe

i work in a really girly shop, it sells cheap home furnishings, like crap for your kitchen and bathroom and candles and pot pourri and stuff and i find it so funny watching men being dragged around by their wives;

woman: ooo! look at this candle!
man *with about 10 of his wife's bags in his hanbds*: yes dear
woman: what do you think of this picture?
man: lovely dear
woman: this mirror would look great in the bathroom
man: yes dear
woman: do you like the smell of this pot pourri?
man: yes dear

Clothes shopping with women is awful. I'm not a total stereotype. I actually like shopping and take pride in the clothes that I wear. But women don't just go to buy things. They try on everything in the store, and then make stacks of stuff to try on a second and third time through, all the while complaining about their weight and making you hold their purse or something. It's brutal.
I agree. I don't subject my husband to that anymore. And I hate shopping with him for the opposite reason...it's all, in and out, and no browsing:( Don't make that an innuendo, 'cuz it doesn't apply! :D

The ultimates aside, don't you hate it how they always expect your fingernails to be clean and manicured every time of the day?
Manicured...no. But free from dirt, especially when you plan on putting those fingers somewhere sensitive? umm..YEAH!!???

about an hour and a half, and thats on a highway, the petrol costs are bad.The most I've had was eight, and that's nothing compared to an Australian friend of mine; his girl lives in Florida right now.

Paying outrageous prices to see one of those god-awful "chick flicks" just to make her happy.

Manicured...no. But free from dirt, especially when you plan on putting those fingers somewhere sensitive? umm..YEAH!!???
Meh, even my sister whines about my fingernails whenever she can...

Well, I don't really hate anything considering the rewards afterwards are great ;) , but if I had to chose, I'd say dancing.

Meh, even my sister whines about my fingernails whenever she can...
Laziness. Wash your hands. Brat!

(though you may have to buy a nail brush...working in the garden, or with earth at all can make it very hard to get that dirt out. But why just leave it there? Sheesh!)

Well, I don't really hate anything considering the rewards afterwards are great ;) , but if I had to chose, I'd say dancing.
Ay...if you men only knew how hot dancing gets us...and I'm not talking about temperature...*shakes head in sorrow*

Ay...if you men only knew how hot dancing gets us...and I'm not talking about temperature...*shakes head in sorrow*But we're rarely any GOOD at it...:(

Nah, grocery shopping doesn't compare to the ultimate horror:
SHOE shopping
(Do you dare peek?)

Hee hee. I remember when one of my exes went shoe shopping with me. Poor man, he thought I would obviously get the first pair I tried on...

Three hours later, we passed a woman in heels and he said, I quote, "Her shoes are ni-ARGH now I'm noticing women's shoes! YOU'VE TURNED ME INTO A GIRL!!!!"

But we're rarely any GOOD at it...:(
Practice then. Trust me. It's worth it! And you'll start to like it when she grinds her tight bottom against your...well...you get the point. Dance lessons!

Funny thing about being a guy; when you're single all you can think about is finding a woman, and then when you find one all you can think about is how desperately you would like to get away from her.

Nothing beats the two ultimates:

1) Dancing, as has been stated before

and

2) Getting into fights with guys who could benchpress 3 of you to defend her because she thought it was funny to slap him and then hide behind you for protection.....

Oddly enough, these are 2 of my favorite activities. :)

For me, it's cleaning the bathtub and clothes shopping. *bleah*

Funny thing about being a guy; when you're single all you can think about is finding a woman, and then when you find one all you can think about is how desperately you would like to get away from her.
Hahahhahaa...don't worry...that goes both ways!

This thread reminds me of a rather funny incident I had at an old job.

I used to do landscaping, and one of my jobs was to mow at a local shopping center, along the medians in the parking lot. I remember there were a lot of guys just sitting in their car with the A/C and the radio, and this always puzzled me.

Well one day I went up to talk to one, and ask him why he was just sitting there. He said "my wife's in TJ Max, and she insists that I have to drive her." I asked a few others, and they also told a similar story.

Not only a story of pathetic guys, but maybe women are realizing they can't drive as well as us guys* ;)

*sarcasm of course

Hahahhahaa...don't worry...that goes both ways!
Great, men and women just don't fit together... :p

Paying outrageous prices to see one of those god-awful "chick flicks" just to make her happy.

My last girlfriend had great taste in films: no chick flicks, instead we watched Collateral, the Forgotten, Alien vs. Predator, Amityville horror...

If only all girls could appreciate proper films. :D

I don't mind any of that even the dancing and shopping. If I want to spend time with her and that's how she's spending her time so be it. One time I bought tickets to a concert for a gal I was seeing (I'll not name any names lets just say it was a pathetic anorexic redhead playing the piano and whining that nobody really understands her, Paradoxically becoming a multi-millionare selling records to millions of women who understand where she's comin from). My lady said, "But I thoght you did'nt like (I'm not naming any initials but lets just say that usually hers would stand for breasts and buttocks, paradoxically body parts she seems not to possess) wwhy would you take me?" Simple enough if I like her and I like seeing her happy.
It's not what women do and say that drives me bonkers it's the things they lack:
1. A Watch. Never ever is a woman ever on time.
2. The ability to confront uncomfortable situations honestly.
3. The knowledge that dating me in no way imparts the psychic ability to know what you want without you asking.

This is dedicated to all the horrible things women make us do, or we do for women just to score a few points. This includes those childhood years when mom picked your clothes.

What is the least favorite thing you have to do for/because of a woman?

I once danced to "I think we are alone now" by Tiffany. In a nightclub in Birmingham (Birmingham UK, which is marginally more vile than Birmingham, Alabama).

Nothing will ever help me get over that horror.

Oh hell, I'm female and I can't stand that half the stuff listed here either! I freakin' hate chick flicks, can't stand going shopping (I most of my shopping online) and I prefer to go dancing with my girlfriends and leave AlphaGeek home to enjoy some quiet time with his burgeoning computer collection. If I know he isn't enjoying something, I try not to make him do it because then I don't enjoy it and then what's the point?

I avoid doing anything I hate just to please women.

I avoid doing anything I hate just to please women.

Masturbate much?

Dancing. I HATE DANCING.
Damn mate! You're completely insane!

But yea, shopping, especially clothes, is hell.

Oh hell, I'm female and I can't stand that half the stuff listed here either! I freakin' hate chick flicks, can't stand going shopping (I most of my shopping online) and I prefer to go dancing with my girlfriends and leave AlphaGeek home to enjoy some quiet time with his burgeoning computer collection. If I know he isn't enjoying something, I try not to make him do it because then I don't enjoy it and then what's the point?
Assuming the following isn't true for you:
1. The ability to confront uncomfortable situations honestly.
2. The knowledge that dating me in no way imparts the psychic ability to know what you want without you asking.
I'd like to ask you out. You up for it?

Damn mate! You're completely insane!
:( Aye. My mind was warped after hours and hours of dancing with people I don't give a crap about...


Oh you poor non-latino men....they figured out long ago that dancing is the perfect excuse to grope many hot women in a night. Well...black people seem to know this too. I suspect that the fashion of 'dancing in groups' rather than as couples has taken the joy of legitimate fondling from you

I'm not a fondling man. Nor do I like to move to music. Thus, there is no point to me attempting to dance, except, perhaps, to keep myself in a large group of people after offending someone. :p

What is the least favorite thing you have to do for/because of a woman?
Um ... sleeping on the wet spot so she won't have to? :D

Um ... sleeping on the wet spot so she won't have to? :D

A gentleman ALWAYS sleeps on the wet spot.

C'mon, see it as a sign of your own godlike powers between the sheets that there IS one, and not a disturbingly dry patch ;)

A gentleman ALWAYS sleeps on the wet spot.

C'mon, see it as a sign of your own godlike powers between the sheets that there IS one, and not a disturbingly dry patch ;)
I do, but that doesn't make it any more pleasant. ;)

:( Aye. My mind was warped after hours and hours of dancing with people I don't give a crap about...

I'm not a fondling man. Nor do I like to move to music. Thus, there is no point to me attempting to dance, except, perhaps, to keep myself in a large group of people after offending someone. :p
Aside from the bonus of fondling (do people really do that? I feel so cheated now!), what's wrong with dancing? - It's one of my favorite past times, right up there with playing drums & having sex. I really, really don't understand you :confused:

Aside from the bonus of fondling (do people really do that? I feel so cheated now!), what's wrong with dancing? - It's one of my favorite past times, right up there with playing drums & having sex. I really, really don't understand you :confused:
Heh! Typical leftist ... surrounded by opportunites and has NO idea how to take advantage of them! :D

Assuming the following isn't true for you:

I'd like to ask you out. You up for it?

Sorry, I'm married! :D It will be eight years this year, too. Does it only make it worse that I'm a licensed massage therapist? :p

Aside from the bonus of fondling (do people really do that? I feel so cheated now!), what's wrong with dancing? - It's one of my favorite past times, right up there with playing drums & having sex. I really, really don't understand you :confused:

I'm a very controlled person. The last time I got really excited and happy was when Saddam Hussein was captured.
And I did NOT dance!

As for your other question, yes, "grinding" is quite common. Or, rather, it was at my Senior Prom... :mad:

Shopping, without doubt. A day of being dragged around some shopping centre, looking a various versions of clothes, shoes, homewares, etc. I hate it.

Pretty much any form of shopping. I kind of like dancing, though I'm not a big fan of the music that usually accompanies dancing.

Oh you poor non-latino men....they figured out long ago that dancing is the perfect excuse to grope many hot women in a night. Well...black people seem to know this too. I suspect that the fashion of 'dancing in groups' rather than as couples has taken the joy of legitimate fondling from you:(sensually fondling a woman is a art...

BTW its not always the men initiating the contact...
last friday I tried this "reggaeton latino"...and this girl was all over me.

in short...I was sexually assaulted in public...and loved every minute of it :D :D :eek: :D

Dancing. I HATE DANCING.
probably the umpteenth agreement here - i too hate dancing.

chicks just don't get it. for them, dancing is just fun, and a guy who dances with them is similarly a bit of fun, and obviously a fun & interesting guy (moreso than the poor timid blokes who have to just sit & watch). so a girl dances with a guy because its fun. a guy dances with a girl cos he wants to get laid - full stop (period).
unless the guy happens to be latino or black (as already pointed out) in which case they may well have some natural ability in this area and actually enjoy themselves.

i mean, for me, dancing involves a conneciton with the music - a feeling or understanding at some level. unfortunatley the only music that really makes this connection and makes me feel like moving to the music at all is music that cannot be danced to: metal. and the heavier the better. and also, i need to be drunk.
so to sumamrise: dancing blows but chicks dig it, so we do it anyway and make asses of ourselves (and then swear never to do it again...)
hmm i feel passionate enough about this to make an anti-dancing thread tomorrow. but for now, i need sleep!

night all

So far the worst experiences have to be those had with my mom. When she, once in a while, forces me to go shopping with her for new clotches for me... ugh. Not to mention that she, when you are exposed to her for over a day, very slowly to begin with, and then increasingly, gets more and more irritating, in the worst cases to the point where I start having brief homicidal fantasies in order to relieve myself of the irritation before it drives me insane.


In the future however, I don't think I will have to endure any of the things mentioned in this topic, as I plan to live alone for the rest of my life as soon as I move away from my dad in a couple of years, and then spend next to all my freetime as isolated as possible in front of my computer. (I really look forward to the wonderful feeling of being completely alone)

Dancing deffinantly. I can't say clothes shoping as I am the same way when it comes to my shopping.

So far the worst experiences have to be those had with my mom. When she, once in a while, forces me to go shopping with her for new clotches for me... ugh. Not to mention that she, when you are exposed to her for over a day, very slowly to begin with, and then increasingly, gets more and more irritating, in the worst cases to the point where I start having brief homicidal fantasies in order to relieve myself of the irritation before it drives me insane.fake you are sick...gastro...go to the Bathroom and make throwing-up noises.

I hate shopping with women, when they try the same thing on more than once it drives me bonkers. They already know what it looks like on them, if they forgot they can come ask me, but dont waste even more time trying on everything a second or third time!

I start having brief homicidal fantasies in order to relieve myself of the irritation before it drives me insane.

The word you're looking for is Matricide.

Sorry, I'm married! :D It will be eight years this year, too. Does it only make it worse that I'm a licensed massage therapist? :p
Oh arse... :(

Why are the good one's always taken?

probably the umpteenth agreement here - i too hate dancing.
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I'm not gonna pretend I understand a single bit of the above, but I'll comment regardless.
Why would you go clubbing if you hate it? I hate it. I don't go clubbing. I doubt they'd let me in if I tried.
The guys I know - myself included - don't go dancing to pick up girls. We do it because it's fun. Go to a Ska concert or something. Hell, we dance every chance we get, just like we play loud music and drink insane amounts of beer every chance we get. Those things just go really well with eachother, and I'm sure they were all invented because of eachother. Something like "Wow, banging these rocks together makes my throat dry and my feet move? Maybe I should go Skankin' over to that tree right there, with all the fermented fruit lying beneath it? Well holy shit! This is more fun that hunting mammoths!!".

I get the feeling that you either have no clue how to have fun, or someone dropped you at birth. Either way, I'm very sorry for you, and hope you'll get out more.

In the future however, I don't think I will have to endure any of the things mentioned in this topic, as I plan to live alone for the rest of my life as soon as I move away from my dad in a couple of years, and then spend next to all my freetime as isolated as possible in front of my computer. (I really look forward to the wonderful feeling of being completely alone)

Do let us know when you move out, so we can start betting on how long you'll manage to stay single ;)
By the way, you should probably tell your mum how you feel. Chances are she'll understand, and stop dragging you along.

The word you're looking for is Matricide.
Well, err... thanks. *since I can't think of any good response; insert vague, fitting comment here*

What. The. Fuck?????

I'm floored by how many of you guys hate dancing. I LOVE dancing, especially when its with my girlfriend. I also dance with female friends, just for fun.

I'm also quite white and I know how to dance, and I enjoy it immensely. This whole "white men can't dance" schtick is getting old. With only a few comedic exceptions, if someone enjoys dancing, they can dance. Enjoyment comes first, abilty to dance just flows naturally from there.

My least favourite past time is "Wait for me here." Here usually means MY CAR. These spur of the moment need to "pick something up, while we're in the area. Usually something innocous like a pack of gum, allergy pills, a birthday card, her tampons, you name it. Anything of the type a man would thi9nk "Oh, it'll only take 30 seconds"

Needless to say she plays up on brief nature of the stop only to spend up to ten and even fifteen minutes in the goddamn store looking at stuff she never mentioned to begin with. :rolleyes:

Meanwhile I sit in the car wondering when I'm just gonna drive off and let get home by taxi.

My mom and all my aunts do this, most of my female cousins and most of my girlfriends have exhibited this habit. (not the present one, thankfully)

I HATE this, if only because of the casuall subterfuge. If she's gonna take forever to do something, at least let me know so I can find something to do in the meantime besides sit in my car and WAIT.


Mind you, I won't let anyone besides myself drive my car. (with exception of my dad, who helped me restore the thing) which has made for some uncomfortable conversations with various girlfriends when I won't budge on the issue. :eek:

I'm rather puzzled by the number of guys who have commented on how much they hate dancing and how they only do it to make women happy, since I've had entirely the opposite experience. I've had quite a few guys try to convince me to go dancing - I'm not much of a dancer myself, seeing as I'm pretty self-conscious.

Maybe we all just hang out with the wrong guys/girls. :p

I HATE this, if only because of the casuall subterfuge. If she's gonna take forever to do something, at least let me know so I can find something to do in the meantime besides sit in my car and WAIT.
Yea that's just plain aggro. I've had so many arguments about this, my blood's starting to boil just reading your post.

Arg!

Oddly, I've never known a guy who did the same. Ever.

Okay, I'm getting a distinct view of why my husband asked me to marry him after we had only dated for four months!

Gah, if someone was doing that to me I'd be ticked too!

Actually, now that I think about it, my mother used to do that ALL THE FREAKIN' TIME! I remember once I was irritating her so badly at the mall that she actually called my dad to come pick me up. My dad and I had a good laugh about her on the way home. :)

I am surprised at how many guys haven't realized what a great opportunity dancing with women really is. How any guy could dislike essentialy groping women in a public setting is beyond me.

I hate driving with a girl more than anything else. Very rare are girls that can just sit quietly in the car and listen to the radio with you. Much more common are girls that feel the need to fill every second of the trip with 50,000 words until you're ready to nail the first telephone pole you come across.

Okay, I'm getting a distinct view of why my husband asked me to marry him after we had only dated for four months!

Well, let's just remind everyone what you look like:

http://img191.imageshack.us/my.php?image=geeklovecopy1am.jpg

Combining that with what you've said about yourself in this thread alone, I can definately see why he was so eager to propose.

Laziness. Wash your hands. Brat!

(though you may have to buy a nail brush...working in the garden, or with earth at all can make it very hard to get that dirt out. But why just leave it there? Sheesh!)


How about this. My ex needed her oil changed, and so I told her I would do it. While the oil was draining, I was messing around under the hood, decided to put in some new spark plugs (it was a damn nice car, and deserved better sparks to get much better speed and mileage), checked her power steering fluid, brake fluid...finished changing her oil. Pretty damn good tuneup if you ask me.

So I go inside, of course covered in grime and oil and sweat, and she just looks at me and says with complete seriousness "Why the hell are your hands NEVER clean?"

I just kinda stared at her for a few minutes, then wiped the dirt on my undershirt and made a sandwich.


Another note,
shopping with any female is evil. I shop with my sister every so often, and a few ex's. I stand there, look awkward, and hold their purses. Occasionally, I get to scamper off and find something in a different size. The worst is with my sister and she asks if the shirt will get guys. *shudder*

dancing is up there, along with chick flicks. Waste of money, I tell ya.

Shopping, no question. To me it's like a failure to make something last. I take pride in my very comfortable, very ratty sneakers. When I buy new ones all I think is how I failed to make my shoes an extra day.

I agree. I don't subject my husband to that anymore. And I hate shopping with him for the opposite reason...it's all, in and out, and no browsing:( Don't make that an innuendo, 'cuz it doesn't apply! :D

Well, the problem is, most women don't understand men (us gays are probably the exception to this shopping rule).

Men see shopping as a means to an end; they want to get something done, they know what is required, they know where to get it - shopping is merely a place to get what they require, and leave.

This extends to the telephone - even being gay, I still can't fathem why females spent 2 hours chatting on the phone to a female friend who they spent 8 hours with at work - plus a combined 1 hour of breaks for full on chatting.

Men see a phone, like shopping as a means to an end; they wish to communicate information, so they use the phone as a tool.

NOW, for females on the other hand, shopping and telephones are seen as relationship building tools - they use talking not only as to spread information but to also form and build relationships.

Shopping, females tend to do it in groups, its a social occasion; they don't necessarily have to buy something to make it an afternoon well spent - as long as they've had a good time yacking to their friend, trying on clothes, then finishing it off with a biscoti and a Latté, to them, they've achieved what they wanted.

Just another guy who hates shopping.

Well, the problem is, most women don't understand men (us gays are probably the exception to this shopping rule).

Men see shopping as a means to an end; they want to get something done, they know what is required, they know where to get it - shopping is merely a place to get what they require, and leave.

This extends to the telephone - even being gay, I still can't fathem why females spent 2 hours chatting on the phone to a female friend who they spent 8 hours with at work - plus a combined 1 hour of breaks for full on chatting.

Men see a phone, like shopping as a means to an end; they wish to communicate information, so they use the phone as a tool.

NOW, for females on the other hand, shopping and telephones are seen as relationship building tools - they use talking not only as to spread information but to also form and build relationships.

Shopping, females tend to do it in groups, its a social occasion; they don't necessarily have to buy something to make it an afternoon well spent - as long as they've had a good time yacking to their friend, trying on clothes, then finishing it off with a biscoti and a Latté, to them, they've achieved what they wanted.

I do believe you've got it. And I'll just add that, at least in my circle of friends, women tend to actually call while men tend to text message.

One more reason to be thankful I'm gay. I can't imagine having to spend all that time in a department store - it's bad enough I have to buy my own clothes - and dancing? Well, no thanks.

I won't say I don't enjoy some shopping, however: picking out a new truck, for example, was a lot of fun. Power tools, power tools are always great. Books, CDs. Buying those are fun, too. And I like to cook, so buying things for that is great, too.

And, of course, not having to put up with all that just to get lai- well, I'll leave it at that.

I hate driving with a girl more than anything else. Very rare are girls that can just sit quietly in the car and listen to the radio with you. Much more common are girls that feel the need to fill every second of the trip with 50,000 words until you're ready to nail the first telephone pole you come across.


Girls get the back seat in my car. Always. If, for some reason, I need to escort someone somewhere, I will FIND something male to put in the passenger side seat.

The problem with dancing is that it just...sucks you in like some evil force from Hades. Your sitting with your lovely lady and some random point in time, and, all of sudden, music starts blasting from nowhere. Your heart slowly sinks as you think "FCVK!" You try despartely to think of a way to escape, but only the most quick-witted minds can come up with an excuse in time...the rest of us average joes are dragged in to the swirling mist of movement, against our will! And before we know it, we have our hands around the woman in front of us, who, of course, has revealed her Succubus nature, as we sway back and forth to the horrible tunes from "Pearl Harbor."


I have an active imagination. :p

Shopping with my dad. I'd rather stare at a wall for thirty minutes than have to go through that...

...On second thought, doing anything with my dad is total shit. Urgh.

Shopping with my dad. I'd rather stare at a wall for thirty minutes than have to go through that...

What are you, dissing wall-staring? If you are, I've got a bone to pick with you, buddy. Wall-staring is one of my favorite passtimes.

What are you, dissing wall-staring? If you are, I've got a bone to pick with you, buddy. Wall-staring is one of my favorite passtimes.

I guess I should've said that I do stare at walls a lot... Mainly because I'm bored shitless and have nothing to do.

It's not fun or boring... It makes you think. Yeah.

Church. Not that I ever go anymore, but man that would piss me off.

I HATE going shopping with women. The number ONE question that annoys the hell out of me is "Do I look fat in this?" I don't even bother lying to her anymore. I just tell her "Yea you look fat in that." I also hate chick flicks and dancings. Don't even get me started on how girls can hang out with their "girlfriends" but God forbid us guys want to hang out with one another. Thank God I've been a bacholar for 3 years now.

"Do I look fat in this?"

Reminds me of a comedy routine I once saw. If you answer "No", you get slapped for lying, if you answer "Yes" you get slapped for being a pig, and if you try to take the middle route by saying something like "No more than usual", you wind up in intensive care.

That's strange. Reading this made me feel kind of like a non-woman...

I hate shoe-shopping (with all my heart, it's so difficult to find nice shoes, and the last thing I want is dragging somebody else around while I'm getting more and more irritated)

I'm a rather effective clothes-shopper. I see something I like, I try it on, if it looks ok the only thing I might agonise about is the price. I rarely spend more than 1 hour looking for clothes before I give up exhausted.

I despise dancing. Completely, utterly and totaly.

I know I look fat in everything, no difference, I just happen to be a chubby person, so why bother asking if I already know the answer.

So.... did my parents lie to me? I'm not a woman at all? :confused:

I know I look fat in everything, no difference, I just happen to be a chubby person, so why bother asking if I already know the answer.

So.... did my parents lie to me? I'm not a woman at all? :confused:
Depending on just how chubby you are, you may wanna try standing on a large mirror ;)

[QUOTE=Sdaeriji]I am surprised at how many guys haven't realized what a great opportunity dancing with women really is. How any guy could dislike essentialy groping women in a public setting is beyond me.[QUOTE]

I have never felt more happy about being a Mennonite. Honestly, you heavens are downright disgusting sometimes.

Depending on just how chubby you are, you may wanna try standing on a large mirror ;)

Well... biologically... woman, definitely. But socially, I remain in doubt. ;)

I have never felt more happy about being a Mennonite. Honestly, you heavens are downright disgusting sometimes.
Hahaha, what I wouldn't give to be a fly on the wall, when you stand before god! "The heavens are disgusting!"

'Nevermind. Forget I said anything'

'Uh... Okay?'

'SEE, you don't even CARE!!'



This one happened to me today. My natural instincts to never strike a woman, and my well-trained instincts to beat the holy creeping jesus out of idiots clashed brutally.

i kno thins has already bin mentioned, but shopping, in gerneral, with women!!!! y in gods name is there a need 2 stop at evry shop, evry clothes rack in the friggin stores???!!! its enough 2 drive a guy insane!!! :headbang:

Hahaha, what I wouldn't give to be a fly on the wall, when you stand before god! "The heavens are disgusting!"

whups! Totally screwed that one up. Meant to write Heathens. (Laughing out loud)

This is dedicated to all the horrible things women make us do, or we do for women just to score a few points. This includes those childhood years when mom picked your clothes.

What is the least favorite thing you have to do for/because of a woman?


Heehee as a woman I laugh at how whipped ye all are. (Tho before you get all defensive it does show how nice ye all are, doing things for someone else that ye all hate so much)

Heehee as a woman I laugh at how whipped ye all are. (Tho before you get all defensive it does show how nice ye all are, doing things for someone else that ye all hate so much)
Heh, don't you forget it luv ;)

It's not a question of being whipped. Usually when people love eachother, they'll put up with eachother's annoying habits. I suspect men put up with more, because most men can't be arsed to fight over something unless it's really bugging them. "Is it worth getting into an argument over this, or is it easier just to let it go?" & "Ok, this is really pissing me off... Hmm.. But it seems to make (her) happy." In all the relationships I've ever had, those two thoughts have haunted me on a regular basis.
People compromise when they give a shit about eachother - I'm sure the women could start a similar thread.
And... It's nice having an outlet for all the annoying shit one's partner pulls ;)

Why do women complain about the toilet seat? I mean they got hands, soap, and running water. They can put the seat down, then wash their hands after they've done their business. I'm sorry but I've bend over backwards for women too often, and too often I've been used. I now refuse to bend over backwards for anyone. Put your own damn toilet seat down.

I do believe you've got it. And I'll just add that, at least in my circle of friends, women tend to actually call while men tend to text message.

Maybe its a little different down here, but it seems to be more fifty/fifty, but you're right, females will be more willing to chat rather than text message - personally, I prefer ringing up if I need to tell someone, the amount of time I would spent using my crappy phone, I can compress what I need to say within a 1 to 1 1/2 minute call.

I'm not gonna pretend I understand a single bit of the above, but I'll comment regardless.
Why would you go clubbing if you hate it? I hate it. I don't go clubbing. I doubt they'd let me in if I tried.
The guys I know - myself included - don't go dancing to pick up girls. We do it because it's fun. Go to a Ska concert or something. Hell, we dance every chance we get, just like we play loud music and drink insane amounts of beer every chance we get. Those things just go really well with eachother, and I'm sure they were all invented because of eachother. Something like "Wow, banging these rocks together makes my throat dry and my feet move? Maybe I should go Skankin' over to that tree right there, with all the fermented fruit lying beneath it? Well holy shit! This is more fun that hunting mammoths!!".

i don't go clubbing, not anymore. i used to just because.... you just do don't you? over a couple of years of regularly going out & getting trashed, and one year of doing it a tad too much, it dawned on me i wasn't enjoying myself and i couldn't stand it.
nowadays i hardly even go to pubs

however i will gladly get wasted at house parties, and at home with friends, and do at almost every opportunity (and at uni that's pretty much every day ;))

but then its a bit more complicated than that as i did used to enjoy it all, but about the time i stopped going out alltogether was at the height of my depression and mild social anxiety problems. i don't know what brought them on but the effects (in that i still hate dancing and going out) are still with me

I get the feeling that you either have no clue how to have fun, or someone dropped you at birth. Either way, I'm very sorry for you, and hope you'll get out more.


my definition of fun simply differs from what most of the rest of you would call fun

I guess I should've said that I do stare at walls a lot... Mainly because I'm bored shitless and have nothing to do.

It's not fun or boring... It makes you think. Yeah.
you should try some shrooms. it makes the walls all the more interesting ;)

I hate the guilt-tripping. The way women can say 'yeah, ok' and you just know it means 'yeah, if you want me to chop your knackers off'.

frankly, I've started taking everything at face value - 'yeah, ok' now means 'yeah, ok' to me. 'I'm fine' doesn't mean 'dig harder to find out what's wrong', 'what do you want to do?' doesn't mean 'what do you think I want to do?' and 'I'm off to bed' doesn't mean 'don't even think about sitting up playing Xbox / reading / on the computer'.

And it works. My wife now knows that if she wants me to do something JUST SAY IT! :D

Most of the time...

Shopping.

The waiting and waitng and waiting and waiting.

Even as a gay man, the shopping still gets to me - because even if I wander off to a different store and come back an hour later - my mum and sister will still be browsing.

In their defence they generally have much more to get through - but that doesn't make it any less annoying.

My sister DID use to piss me off by continuously commenting on how much she *didn't* like my clothing - in public. Until I replied - in public - that I wasn't aware that I was supposed to dress to satisfy her aesthetic sensibilities.

She hasn't raised the issue again. :D

Dancing. I HATE DANCING.

I typically don't mind dancing with my gal, it's just all the accessories she demands I hold in the process.

EXPLANATION::
When we go to a 'club' (not really a dance club, but a punk rock club) she refuses to bring a purse and thus I get the great unpleasure of weighing down my pants with about twenty pounds of junk : cell phone, keys, wallet, her friends stuff if they come too. The worst was when she insisted that I hold 'spare feminine products' just in case. I typically go from 145 lbs. to around 170 lbs. when I go dancing.

god i hate shopping. and gardening. i don't know which is worse. must be shopping for the garden.

Nothing beats the two ultimates:

2) Getting into fights with guys who could benchpress 3 of you to defend her because she thought it was funny to slap him and then hide behind you for protection.....

Oh yeah had that a few times...

I guess I should've said that I do stare at walls a lot... Mainly because I'm bored shitless and have nothing to do.

Stop complaining! There something for you to do. You live in a big city. There are probably many charity shops just looking for someone to volunteer to help with their worthy causes. It's cheaper than donating money and helps kill time.

I hate the guilt-tripping. The way women can say 'yeah, ok' and you just know it means 'yeah, if you want me to chop your knackers off'.

frankly, I've started taking everything at face value - 'yeah, ok' now means 'yeah, ok' to me. 'I'm fine' doesn't mean 'dig harder to find out what's wrong', 'what do you want to do?' doesn't mean 'what do you think I want to do?' and 'I'm off to bed' doesn't mean 'don't even think about sitting up playing Xbox / reading / on the computer'.sometimes your girl just need your care and attention...Its like a game...give her quality...not quantity...

I turn super sensitive...extra caring every-now-and-then...and I am myself the rest of the time.

Dancing? yes I like Latino dancing...Salsa, Merenge, Lambada, Reggeaton(all dirty dancing)...why do I like that? cos I am a horny rabbit.

Shopping...yes we go Shopping...We enter...I flash my Costco card...and I say the Word "time?" ...she says at what time she will look for me...never more than 45'...

45 min later she knows where to look for me...at the Computer,electronics, or Book area.
If she cant find me and she is late for something else...she calls me on the cell..or Store speakers...

Only time we ever spend long time together inside a store...is when she wants to buy a jean or a shirt for me...so we go with 4 pieces max inside the try-room...I love it at Wallmart..when the keeper its the Italian old lady..she alway give us the "shame-on-you" look... and then I make sex noises inside...hopping to add to her outrage :D

sometimes your girl just need your care and attention

Not a problem - she gets plenty of both.

Its like a game...give her quality...not quantity...


I'm sorry can't resist. With me, she gets quality AND quantity. eh. know what I mean. nudge nudge, wink wink. say no more! ;)

:D

If you give a woman regular orgasms, you can get away with a lot of acts and omissions. At least for the first few months. By that point I'm usually desperate to get away anyway. I attract a lot of nutcases.

Well, let's just remind everyone what you look like:

http://img191.imageshack.us/my.php?image=geeklovecopy1am.jpg

Combining that with what you've said about yourself in this thread alone, I can definately see why he was so eager to propose.


Possibly...although he says it's because I drink Guinness and play video games! :D

personally I can out shop any of my ex girlfriends and my current ones, and she owns about 25 pairs of ONE TYPE of shoes (pumps) so I love shopping with girls, the worse thing anyone made me do was wax my abnormally hairy legs, I had one done for charity and then my girlfriend liked it more than my gorrila legs so she made me keep on do it, bribing me with sex, and that was painful (the lack of sex to begin with due to my stubborness and then the leg waxing hurt too!)

This reminds me of am auto insurance commercial, I believe it was Geico.
Woman: "Do I look fat in this?
Man: "Absolutely!" - The enthusiam of it was great.
Announcer: In the time it takes to pack up your things, you could have saved money on car insurance.

This reminds me of am auto insurance commercial, I believe it was Geico.
Woman: "Do I look fat in this?
Man: "Absolutely!" - The enthusiam of it was great.
Announcer: In the time it takes to pack up your things, you could have saved money on car insurance.

I believe it was:

Man: "You betcha" (lack of enthusiastic voice)

I just tell her "Yea you look fat in that." ..... Thank God I've been a bacholar for 3 years now.

Is anyone surprised?

Why do women complain about the toilet seat? I mean they got hands, soap, and running water. They can put the seat down, then wash their hands after they've done their business. I'm sorry but I've bend over backwards for women too often, and too often I've been used. I now refuse to bend over backwards for anyone. Put your own damn toilet seat down.

i doubt anyone's surprised now. ;)

Heh! Typical leftist ... surrounded by opportunites and has NO idea how to take advantage of them! :D


Jeez, Eutrusca, can't you ever let ANYTHING go without labelling it left or right?

Aside from the bonus of fondling (do people really do that? I feel so cheated now!), what's wrong with dancing? - It's one of my favorite past times, right up there with playing drums & having sex. I really, really don't understand you :confused:

Are you gay?

Q: "What is the least favorite thing you have to do for/because of a woman?"

Listening to them talk. :headbang:

Well, I've been with my girlfriend for two years now, and there are two things that are the things I hate the most.

1) Dancing. I, am an all American lazy person. I don't mind some dancing, but not for long periods of time. SHE on the other hand, is Puerto Rican, and damn, she can dance all night long. Its exahusting...but worth it.

2) Picking up...er.. femanine products at the store. I've done it, and I don't care what people thinkg, it is just annoying. You go there, and its ten trillion different brands, they are never in the same spot, and GOD FORBID you pick up the wrong box, yo ass gets sent ALL the way back. And when she gets mad.. whooowee! She gets MAD

i cant help but laugh thinking how different the thread would be if the question were "Women, what is your least favorite thing that men ask you to do"

LMFAO

Is anyone surprised?



i doubt anyone's surprised now. ;)

Hey at least I don't have women making me do those stupid things, and I have alot more money! :D .