jane doe wrote:i totally have to agree on this one. male dancers are gross! i hate tans, and big muscles, and veins, and large chins (which they all seem to have). its waaaaaayyyyyy to cheesy for me. i like em little. a little bit of tone and a pinch of muscle, and a touch of soft and squishy....mmmmm, thats just right. and if they have nice, soft pale skin. oooops, wet the pants-thats what happens. which i always found. . . i dont know. . . annoying since im so big. i always feel like im the guy in the relationship and they are the girl (atleast when we are lying in bed, or dancing, or just about anything else where physical size would come into play). oh well, it works.
I also have a thing for little guys - lightly muscled, greenish eyes, full lips, and shorter than me.
RAWR.
TheSym is a bit tall for me, but RAWR nonetheless.
Way back in early prehistory. Boy Caveman and Girl Caveman were sitting on the rock futon in the place where the coffee house would be built in about 10,000 years. They were waiting for coffee to be invented so they could order some and discussing philosophy.
Philosophy being a nouveau artform, and thus not fully developed. The conversation was not too terribly deep.
Boy: Uhgh! (Me want see it!)
Girl: Nuh! (No.)
Boy: Uhgh! (Me want see it!)
Girl: Nuh! (No.)
Boy: Uhgh! (Me want see it!)
Girl: Nuh! (No.)
Boy: Nargo varl uhgh? (Supposing I were to give you this lovely squirel that I just killed. Perhaps then you might enticed to relent?)
Girl: Yuh! (Well, alright. Just this once, but only because you are such a handsome, intelligent, charming and gifted man.)
Boy: Uh! (Well now! Isn't that just a wonderous thing to behold.)
Boy: Ungha? (Can I touch it?)
Girl: Nuh! (No.)
Thus, began an long standing relationship. Where upon males discovered that females were wonderous creations to behold....and that they could be had for a price.......at least temporarilly.
....and female learned that males were dumb enough to pay for anything they wanted....so long as they couldn't have it.
celticsmith wrote:Way back in early prehistory. Boy Caveman and Girl Caveman were sitting on the rock futon in the place where the coffee house would be built in about 10,000 years. They were waiting for coffee to be invented so they could order some and discussing philosophy.
Philosophy being a nouveau artform, and thus not fully developed. The conversation was not too terribly deep.
Boy: Uhgh! (Me want see it!) Girl: Nuh! (No.) Boy: Uhgh! (Me want see it!) Girl: Nuh! (No.) Boy: Uhgh! (Me want see it!) Girl: Nuh! (No.) Boy: Nargo varl uhgh? (Supposing I were to give you this lovely squirel that I just killed. Perhaps then you might enticed to relent?) Girl: Yuh! (Well, alright. Just this once, but only because you are such a handsome, intelligent, charming and gifted man.) Boy: Uh! (Well now! Isn't that just a wonderous thing to behold.)
Boy: Ungha? (Can I touch it?) Girl: Nuh! (No.)
Thus, began an long standing relationship. Where upon males discovered that females were wonderous creations to behold....and that they could be had for a price.......at least temporarilly.
....and female learned that males were dumb enough to pay for anything they wanted....so long as they couldn't have it.
Oooookkkkaaaaaayyyyy.
Right.
Sorry for those of you still grunting...
Sorry that men have such self-esteem issues, and think that they have nothing pretty to look at, or touch.
Sorry I've apparently been doing the exchange thing wrong all these years, when I could have had cash instead of relationships...
I was going to say something witty, but its almost 5am and the definition I got from dictionary.com was way better than the stuff I was trying to say. Nice visuals. . .
Thank you EvilVegan, you are most definitely a labor saving device if I ever met one.
celticsmith wrote:Boy: Uhgh! (Me want see it!) Girl: Nuh! (No.) Boy: Uhgh! (Me want see it!) Girl: Nuh! (No.) Boy: Uhgh! (Me want see it!) Girl: Nuh! (No.) Boy: Nargo varl uhgh? (Supposing I were to give you this lovely squirel that I just killed. Perhaps then you might enticed to relent?) Girl: Yuh! (Well, alright. Just this once, but only because you are such a handsome, intelligent, charming and gifted man.) Boy: Uh! (Well now! Isn't that just a wonderous thing to behold.)
Boy: Ungha? (Can I touch it?) Girl: Nuh! (No.)
Have you been time travelling without a liscence again? I thought yours was revoked after that incident with Napoleon and Josephene? (I hear it had something to do with a sheep....)
And why do the cave people seem to be talking in Klingon?
I fully encourage anyone (male or female....let us not be sexist cause da bitches hate that) that is historically inclined to go out and kill 6 to 12 squirrels. Put them in a sack and go down to the strip club of your choise. I promise that if you go up and offer the dancer a fist full of bloody squirrels in the middle of her dance routine that the reaction you will get would be best described as......
celticsmith wrote:One must observe the lessons of history...
Squirrels are just rats with fancy tails anyway.
I fully encourage anyone (male or female....let us not be sexist cause da bitches hate that) that is historically inclined to go out and kill 6 to 12 squirrels. Put them in a sack and go down to the strip club of your choise. I promise that if you go up and offer the dancer a fist full of bloody squirrels in the middle of her dance routine that the reaction you will get would be best described as......
......Quite Primal.
LMAO
I'm Jewish. I don't work out. If god had wanted us to bend over, she would have put diamonds on the floor.
