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What is Love (Baby Don't Hurt Me)
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What is Love (Baby Don't Hurt Me) He's too tall. He's too short. Is that a BONG in the background of his photo?! 'Some' college? Why didn't he finish? I hate tattoos. I prefer Bad Boys. This one has a typo in his profile. *Sigh* Face it men: You. Can't. Win. But you knew that already, didn't you? Because if you're married, you've been dating for any length of time, or you've watched an episode of reality television, you already know that women are BATSHIT FUCKING CRAZY. How dare I say that? Um. Because I'M THEIR LEADER.  Seriously though-- how the fuck do you put up with our shit?! Is the almighty vagina REALLY that great? We are volatile and moody, manipulative and seductive and maddening and intoxicating and... Wait. Maybe that's it. Maybe y'all want the roller coaster more than you let on? Maybe having to work for us makes us that much more valuable? Never a dull moment, and all that jazz? Or perhaps i haven't given enough credence to smooth shoulders, a softly rounded hip, a bewitching smile and the hint of things to come? So enlighten me, my Handsome and Beguiling Male Readers... What makes you love us like you do?? When it comes to sex, I need a STRONG connection. Otherwise, the page just keeps buffering and takes FOREVER to load... |
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"We are volatile and moody, manipulative and seductive and maddening and intoxicating and..." Firstly..... and sexy, and beautiful, and intelligent, and funny, and adorable.... and secondly.... We (men) are volatile and moody, manipulative and seductive and maddening and intoxicating and... The sexes aren't that different really...we men just hide it better  "A full blown basket of hash browns with a steaming cup of 'WTF?" on the side" Enter my Lair: spudsy1000
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The sexy, sultry, scantily clad shape and scent of a woman sends me swooning.
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I think you hit upon it yourself. We guys just can't resist the wonderful mix you ladies are. As much as we hate to admit it we bring most of the hissy fits on ourselves, even if we don't know how. Not to mention if you are doing it right the explosions and sulks and inexplicable bursts of tears are worth it in exchange for a meaningful look, a smile, a touch that can set you on fire, a whispered phrase that you will remember for days. So maybe we guys just like the roller coaster and the lows are worth the highs. Either that or we are just really masochists who want to see your boobs no matter the cost. Take it easy, guns are cold. 
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Let me turn the question around on you: Men lie about everything, watch everything with a skirt, secretly chase what we can, and bed and either brag or lie, depending upon the outcome. Why do you women put up with us?
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two words. hip bones. oh shit I love the collar bone area too. and the small of the back. damn too many good spots for me to narrow it down. mostly because you women folk are the opposite of us. that will always intrigue us.
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It is very simple. You are all we have. No choice.
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I miss the clubbing days. You know; when all I needed to get a girl was a club. Smart as a horse and hung like Einstein.
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"Seriously though-- how the fuck do you put up with our shit?! Is the almighty vagina REALLY that great? We are volatile and moody, manipulative and seductive and maddening and intoxicating and..." The vagina is pretty nice, generally. I find I don't put up with much lately. Of course, I don't get much lately. I do have a handful of females from work, all under 30 years of age, showing some level of interest in me. I'm better in the 3 dimensional world where people get to know my personality. And, frankly, I feel I am not photogenic, that I am better looking in person. I've blogged a lot about women and how they confound me, how crazy women on dating sites are. I've been told by quite a few women that perhaps I am the problem (hell of a deflection). I think it's nonsense, and I tend to have a lot of factual backup for anything I say. We're all flawed, fucked up in some way. That's why we're here.
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Because the good Lord decided to don us with penises... and ya'll vaginas. Thoughts from the Garden...
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1 post 3/23/2015 9:08 pm |
I love my woman for the soft touch, the long hair, the passion that rages inside of her. I love my woman because she fills my heart and makes me forever grateful that I am a man, her man. Never will a day go by that I don't thank the world for bringing my woman into my life. Without her there is no love.
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Because loving women, is a hell of alot easier than loving some big hairy clod who thinks with his dick all the time. Don't compromise yourself! You are all you've got!
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