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What do women think about giving head to someone still sporting his foreskin?

Tue, 02 Feb 2010 02:14:31 -0500

They think he’s under 40.

Tits and ass are great, but how hard can it be to make women feel like they can be beautiful without them?

Mon, 18 Jan 2010 22:35:00 -0500

Whenever I go to the university library, I bring a bunch of textbooks with me, open them up, and make a pseudo-fort around me.

I do this because I have low self-esteem, and I imagine that other people are admiring me from afar.

“He’s the sort of intellectual I would like to have intercourse with,” the cute Asian girl seems to say to her friend.

“I am not as profound as you,” the pimply girl with the ponytail will think to herself.

Here’s the thing.

They aren’t saying any of these things.

They haven’t even noticed me.

There’s a concept in social psychology called the Spotlight Effect. According to Wikipedia, it is the “tendency to believe that other people are paying closer attention to one’s appearance and behavior than they really are”.

Let me explain by giving you an example. You’re wearing a Bob Marley shirt to an anti-marijuana convention. You will think that everyone is staring at you and looking at your shirt, when, in reality, very few do.

The same thing holds true with “tits and asses”, however great.

Women love to think that the only requirement men have for a viable sexual candidate is having tits and an ass. While this benchmark may be true for teenage men, this is not true for mature men.

We look for (the list includes, but is not limited to):

Positive attitudes towards anal.
Willingness to try out sexual position found on Urban Dictionary.
Personality.
Sense of Humor.
Joie de vivre.
Lack of passing judgement on my penis size.

The list goes on. My point is that men aren’t so shallow, and that tits are just a bonus. If you have a good personality, you look beautiful all of the time.

Caveat: if you look like a whale we won’t want to fuck you, unless we like that, in which case, cheers.

— Moe

When does sitting in your underwear jacking off become considered "lame"?

Thu, 14 Jan 2010 13:30:00 -0500

Here’s a list of lame things:

1. Turducken. It’s not only lame, and horrible tasting, it’s stupid.

Why not stick a live tarantula in there as well? You’d remember that fucking Thanksgiving, Charlie Brown.

2. Every James Bond video game after Goldeneye. Before Goldeneye, I went to arcades, gave dollar bills to creepy old dudes who’s dreams died long ago, got some quarters, and played Top Speed while high as fuck. After Goldeneye came out I was like, “OH MY GOD GIVE ME YOUR PURSE OLD LADY SO I CAN BUY NINTENDO64 WITH YOUR OLD LADY MONEY,” and then I was like, “I AM JAMES BOND NOW AND I HAVE A SNIPER RIFLE I DON’T FEEL BAD ABOUT BEATING UP THAT OLD LADY AND I AM SO HIGH.”

Seriously, how do you fuck that franchise up?

3. The way NFL coaches dress now. George Halas, Paul Brown, Tom Landry, and Vince Lombardi wore jackets and ties on the sideline. Even Chuck Noll wore a shirt with a collar. But you, modern NFL coach? Nice track suit. I’d never guess you weighed 14,000 pounds under that. Do you churn your own buttermilk to pour in the nine vanilla lattes you slam before lunch? Really, you guys make my middle school Phys Ed teacher look like he was draped in Yves Saint Laurent.

Notice how I left “sitting in your underwear jacking off” off the lame list. That’s because masturbation is God’s little gift for making the rest of life so unbearably horrible.

This is how I imagine God spoke to Early Man about masturbation eleventy-billion years ago: “Uh, hey caveman? Listen, I’m really sorry that you saw your fellow tribesmen get eaten by giant squirrels.

I didn’t really think this whole “man’s existence/survival” thing out.

I’ve been working on whale sounds FOREVER and no matter what I do, double-tracking, more reverb, remixes, they still sound utterly ridiculous. I hate whales now. Terrible idea. Anyway, I’ve come up with a solution to help you deal with your lonliness until you find some more tribesmen. It’s simple. Take your hand, put it between your legs and get some friction going there, and, oh hey, that’s weird, you know what you’re doing there. Have we spoken about this before? Would you mind waiting until I leave before you continue? It’s a little weird. Oh, your friends, I forgot. You know what? Keep going. I’ll deal. Now you might want to switch hands every week or so. We’ve been getting great feedback about that.”

Happy Masturbating,

Brilliant Orange

What do you feel is a solution to the problem of the absence of innate “manliness” in our present generation?

Wed, 13 Jan 2010 08:08:36 -0500

Hi, incaseofzombies. That’s a good question. I was pondering it a little earlier as I was pounding some serious flange after having chopped down a tree using only the jawbone of an ass. And by ass, I mean Bear Grylls.

I think to work out a solution, first you have to diagnose the cause of the malady. Sure, old-school I-just-smoked-a-hundred cigars-before-lunch-and-jerked-off-onto-a-tiger-because-I’m Norman-Mailer manliness is dying out. Sure, men seem to feel no fucking shame about crying in front of women, or at the end of Charlotte’s Web. But why?

Susan Faludi nailed it in her book Stiffed — we no longer have an agreed idea about what it means to be a man. Joe Jackson kind of said it too, but he was more talking about some stuff about the gays which I didn’t understand because isn’t that song all about the hanky code or something?

Oh yeah, back to what I was saying. There’s no model for manliness these days. Whenever boys or men do traditionally manly things (drink, smoke, fight, leer at ladies, do burnouts in their cars, take tons of drugs) society as a whole says “YOUNG MEN ARE A PROBLEM”. Masculinity is, as a result, demonised.

So men acquiesce. And they learn that if they want to avoid being told they’re sexist, or are in some way paleolithic, that they’ll accept the argument from femininity as the final arbiter on societal matters.

End result? A generation of bedwetting premature-ejaculating pansies who ask women out on dates by text message because they’re petrified that if they ask a woman out in a public place that she’ll tear him a new asshole for objectifying her.

So what’s the solution? Given that we can’t (and don’t want to) wind back the clock on the advances of feminism, it’s a tough one. I think that individual men have to make a choice to just get their fucking shit in order. Most young guys could start by just standing up for themselves from time to time when someone accuses them of being a part of the patriarchal hegemony.

I guess what you’re after though, this being the internet and all is a list. So here goes.

7 things guys should all do or something like that.

Walk between your lady and anything scary or dangerous on the street. This is like an old-school chivalry thing you can do and you don’t get the bullshit “hey you sexist fuck I can open the door by myself” thing that sometimes uptight women lay on you when they have their period or whatever it is that made them so very angry.
Ditch the skinny jeans. Jeans are working men’s clothes. Jeans are for when you don’t know if you’ll be milking a cow or going down a mine that day. Don’t defile jeans by making them fey. If you must wear a ‘style’ of jeans, go for bootcut because then you look like a proper rockstar, not that girl from the Killers.
Own, and know how to use, some basic tools. Women go all spongey for a man who can put up shelves and such.
Fighting is key. Actually, losing. If you know what it’s like to take a beating (it hurts like fuck, but it’s not the end of you) then you’ll be more likely to stand up for yourself. Important tip: this may not apply in the USA where every swinging dick with an attitude packs heat. But in Australia, yeah, it’s important to know you can take a leathering. Plus, a broken nose is always a good story. I got mine taking a kicking from 5 guys when I was 17 or so. They called me some name because they saw me reading a book. I told them to get fucked so they kicked the living shit out of me.
Would it hurt you to read a book?
Don’t try to trick people into liking you. If you want people to like you, become a better person. All that pickup artist stuff is some bullshit. In my eyes, if you use that shit on women, you’re basically tricking them into fucking you by telling them lies. That’s not exactly informed consent is it, you bunch of rapey fuckos?
Get better in bed. I am not even kidding. If you are good in bed, like really good in bed, women will let you get away with murder. This is, at least, what my female friends who have partners who are good in bed have told me.

That’s my prescription: be a bit chivalrous, learn how to fuck, have some integrity, stop crying unless it’s at the end of Old Yeller. The rest takes care of itself.

Your pal,

indefensible!

You've got questions.

Mon, 11 Jan 2010 23:14:00 -0500

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How can I make my man give me way more orgasms?

Fri, 08 Jan 2010 01:05:00 -0500

Question submitted by lilykily.

Dear lilykily,

This is how I read your question:

“I think my boyfriend is a dumpy little turd, but I still want him to bang me like a pornstar.”

Here’s the thing.

People’s feelings come out, whether you like it or not, in body language.

Let’s say I think that you are a morbidly obese Asian with Down’s Syndrome.

When you pick up a hammer to make “Bam-Bam” with the coffee table, I might gently coo you into stopping, or scream at you, or restrain you, or give you a dirty look or play Lady GaGa music until you’re convulsing on the floor and frothing at the mouth because what sort of sucktard shits into a microphone, adds a baseline, and sells it to tweens as “hip” culture.

But I digress.

What I’m saying is that the way you feel towards someone affects the way you act towards them, and the way they make you feel.

Now, in your question you say you want to “make” your “man” give you more orgasms.

Sounds like you see your “man” as a dumpy little turd that can’t perform in the bedroom.

Now bear with me here, cause I’m about to do what’s called a “paradigm shift.”

Instead of seeing your man as a dumpy little turd, perhaps see yourself as a dumpy little turd, and then any orgasm he gives you will be earth-shattering, because, at the end of the day, you’re a dumpy little turd.

Your mentor,

— Moe

i'm trying to get to 1000+ followers like you guys. i have big boobs and a big ass...which should i highlight more in my avatar?

Thu, 07 Jan 2010 23:30:26 -0500

Having a Big ass is to Having A Killer Rack as Being Seven Feet Tall is to Being Able To Slam Dunk.

How about you show us your wits? This is the internet. Tits and ass are in abundance. It’s the funny that’s in short supply.

Your pal,

indefensible!

What do men really want for christmas? And don't take the easy way out and just say sex. Really, what do they want?

Thu, 07 Jan 2010 14:46:47 -0500

The biggest problem with England’s Football Association is that they have completely failed to institute a system that enriches ALL twenty teams who participate in the Premiership, not just the big four of Arsenal, Manchester United, Chelsea, and Liverpool, who also happen to be the teams that splash the most cash. Even though Liverpool have botched it and might finish out of the money this season, everyone knows that most of the time, these are the four teams competing for the prize and the rest are fighting for table scraps. It’s a disheartening, greedy sham.

Instead of lifting their skirts to squeeze the last yuan out of every asthmatic Chinese factory worker with a logic-defying, schedule- mangling 39th game, played somewhere in the mysterious East, why not institute a playoff system? One through eight, the team with more points get home-field advantage. Single game, extra-time, penalties.

If it’s good enough to decide the World Cup, the Euros, and the Champions League, it’s good enough for you. Let everyone participate in the possibility of becoming a champion, and you can ride those dreams to the bank.

Now mid-table teams have something to play for late in the season, instead of pretending to care about a spot in the useless Europa- Nutella Cup or whatever the fuck it’s called. Now managers won’t get sacked five games into the season because their key players are injured, or just acting like pouty hairdressers because they’ve been asked to tackle or shoot properly once in a while. Managers will have a chance to implement their vision, as Darth Vader might say. And what’s this bullshit that a manager can leave for a club with bigger tits whenever he feels like it? Sign a CONTRACT, FINISH the job, ACT LIKE MEN, for God’s sake.

American baseball was dead in the water in the late 80’s until they added the wild card. Now, the season wasn’t over for the other twenty- six teams come July with two months yet to go. They had something to play for. And networks paid more money to get these additional post- season matches on the air. The fans got excited again. And excited fans spend MONEY, you thoughtless FA twats.

I’m sorry, your question. Uh, a Ducati SportClassic GT 1000 motorcycle, a Ruger Super Blackhawk Single-Action Revolver, and uh, a lightsaber. Yes I know it’s past Christmas, but it will be here again soon enough, so you might as well start saving up now because all that shit is expensive.

I remain,

Brilliant Orange

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Wed, 06 Jan 2010 19:28:37 -0500

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What’s the best way to tell a guy how to hit the G-spot?

Wed, 06 Jan 2010 00:57:16 -0500

Question submitted by blanddiva11

You should try ancient Greek. Most men will respond as well to that as hand gestures, pie charts or even English. The root of this dilemma lies in how Men don’t perceive their role to involve listening. It’s not in our genetic repertoire. We talk, we advise and we decide. We rarely listen. Don’t get me wrong, we gather words and in many cases we even regurgitate them, especially if it will guarantee us a reprieve from you dispensing more words. Don’t blame us. It’s genetic and you women talk a whole lot.

Now I wont claim to be proficient in finding such things as my wallet, parking spaces or G-spots because my girlfriend has the internet, she Googles a lot and it’s likely she will find this claim of mine and well I’d rather avoid her winning yet another debate. Instead, I will say that this G-spot sounds like a magical place and I look forward to traveling there sometime. I hope it has a swim up bar. Some Men have been there and some, when driving a familiar car, can even retrace their steps to get there again on a regular basis. Each road is different and it’s most likely that Men will get lost or more accurately distracted by our own needs and selfishness en route to this G-spot destination.

Now I’m going to lose a lot of Man points by disclosing this but you seem like a nice lass and you are Canadian so clearly you need a head start. If you want a Man to pseudo pay attention to you, don’t ever give him what he wants or desires. That’s a sure fire way of rapidly losing his attention. Giving a man mind blowing oral sex in the hopes that he will fervently reciprocate is a good tactic for a first date. This will work only on a first date but will however, not guarantee you a second date. By the second date and most certainly the latter part of the relationship you will not be properly motivating him to effectively hear what you have to say, want or need. Men are at their most attentive when they are themselves in need. Learn from Men, be selfish and use it to your advantage to get what you need.

Do you actually want him to pay attention to this topic of your G-spot? Try showing him on another woman you bring home. Another possibility is to describe how someone else hit your spot. The use of jealousy will either cause him to focus on your needs or cause a fight and leave you with the best option of all. Use the sex toy you bought specifically and ergonomically designed for hitting that spot and let’s forget you even wasted both of our time by asking this silly question.

All the Best,

Roughdiction

Why do guys cum in girls, and then make jokes about pushing them down a set of stairs if they get pregnant?

Wed, 18 Nov 2009 11:18:00 -0500

Question submitted by sablerichard

It seems like you’ve asked a question that, at its core, is: “Why are men mean to women when we do such nice things for them?” The lesser known corollary to that, however, is the inverse of that question, which is: “why are women so mean to men when we do such nice things for them”

You might be chuckling at your monitor in contempt, with your tweety-bird pajamas on, asking the boyfriend you don’t have “what do men do for us, exactly?”

Let’s not get into specific situations where we treat you like angels, but rather, let’s first quantify what benefit men provide women and then look at what benefit women provide men.*

Women are biologically wired to look for financial, emotional, and physical stability in a partner. If I were to set you up on a date with a wealthy hedge-fund manager who loves The Notebook, and participates in the New York Marathon, you’d be dripping, and begging me for his number.

With the possible exception of emotional stability, women can not achieve the same sense of relationship satisfaction by having these needs fulfilled by different men, rather, they maximize relationship efficacy by having just one partner.

On the flip side, however, the criterion a man looks for in a mate is wide hips and big breasts. Further, we are physiologically predisposed to try and get as many women pregnant as possible.

Consequently, every time a man is in a monogamous relationship, he is betraying his body’s primal needs, whereas every time a woman is in a monogamous relationship, she is blissfully achieving her goals.

And you’re saying that you’re upset that guys make jokes about sexism?

Get over yourself.

Fifty percent of men get prostate cancer. Our orgasms last eight seconds, while women’s last thirty. Half of all men have erectile dysfunction at some point in their lives.

Finally, we put up with questions like these which make us believe that, no matter how hard we try; women are incapable of being loved.

Still we stay. Still, we stay.

*In order for my argument to work, you must believe in evolution, and evolutionary psychology. If you don’t, you’re probably fingerpopping yourself to a video of Bill O’ Reilly and updating your WordPress, and you’ve got bigger problems than accepting men for who they are.

— Moe

Why are men too afraid to take the next step In a relationship?

Tue, 17 Nov 2009 21:49:54 -0500

readthis Asked this Question

I love questions that I can answer with a question. Mine is this: “Why won’t women chill the fuck out?”

Your pal,

indefensible!

Is deep throating a must?

Tue, 17 Nov 2009 01:45:00 -0500

Question submitted by megantea:

Infants are biologically wired to whine to get their mother’s attention. They do this by saying things like “mommy mommy watch me dive watch me dive did you see me dive mommy mommy.” They need some way to quantify their self-worth, and their mother’s attention and care gives them a sense of purpose.

As we grow older we enter the schooling system, where tests and quizzes replace our mother’s approval/disapproval. We are able to quantify our intelligence and level of achievement by our grades. If we score highly, we feel good. If we score poorly, not so good.

Later in life, we don’t really have any tools to measure our value, except how much our significant other says/acts like she/he loves us.

If you come home every day from work to your girlfriend who has put a piece of stale bread and some dirty water on the table for you, you can safely say your relationship has failed (In order for this analogy to work you must live in a post-agrarian industrialized country like Canada, England, Australia, and some parts of the US).

If, however, you come home to a lavish eight course meal served by slaves whilst your significant other gives you an under-the-table blowfest, you can safely say your relationship is in good standing (in order for this analogy to work, you cannot be a King, or have concubines, or be running a Ponzi scheme).

That said, most of us fall somewhere in the middle, and it’s the littlest things that make us believe that our relationship is more eight-course meal than dirty water.

Those things include, but are not limited to:

deep throating
massages
reverse cowgirl anal
boy’s night
presents
laundry
smiling
not telling my friends i have a tiny dick you dirty whore i told you i’m self conscious about it.

You get the point.

The little things are what make us happy. We like to feel that you want us enough to put our entire weiner-schnitzel down your throat.

It’s how we know and feel like we’re wanted. And Needed. Beause deep down, we’re all that skinny little kid jumping into the shallow end with nobody watching us.

—Moe

So...

Tue, 17 Nov 2009 01:08:48 -0500

What would you like to know?

Is it better to have faith in society, or just realize the fact that we all suck and will eventually crash and burn?

Wed, 11 Nov 2009 02:31:46 -0500

Question from ljarvz:

I hate to go all Philosophy 101 on you, but that’s a false dichotomy. Not only that, the entire statement absolves you of responsibility.

Here’s how to look at life:

Hope for the best. Plan for the worst. Realise that neither the best nor the worst will happen — but put all of your efforts into making the world a better place.

What does that mean in practical terms? If you want to live in a society worth placing your faith in, then get involved in building it. Do some volunteering. Don’t whine when you get pinged for jury duty. Write thank-you notes when someone does something nice for you. You know where I’m going with this.

Society is a collection of individuals. The more good individuals there are, the better the society will be.

Have fun. Chin up.

Your pal,

indefensible!

Do men like sluts as wives?

Sun, 08 Nov 2009 09:40:00 -0500

Question submitted by lunaticdreams:

When looking for a prospective vagina-for-life, a male has three options.

Mrs. Conservative Missionary:

These women are characterized by a lack of enthusiasm in the sex department, as evidenced by their almost non-existent libido. Also known as the “eighth-grader dilemma.” Words that come to mind are ‘dead fish’, and ‘missionary position’.

These women usually come from a religious home, and were taught since toddlerhood that men have syphilis and sex will make your vagina explode.

These types of women have something that is known more colloquially by its medical term; Penaphobia, or, the fear of penises.

They will likely only sleep with you if you promise to make them a baby, and even then, they’ll probably cry afterwards and make you watch My Sister’s Keeper.

These women tend to use sex as a bargaining chip, or leverage, to get you to do things you don’t want to do, like, visiting their grandparents, or having kids.

However, these women do have a very low rate of extra-marital affairs, and that is admirable, even if their vaginas resemble bear traps.

Next, we have Mrs. Flexible Morals.

These women are the complete opposites of Mrs. Conservative Missionary.

These women will likely bring to the table a sexual appetite that you will not be able to control (read: satisfy). These women will teach you things you didn’t know could be done with a vagina, and will likely give you an STI.

These women are usually profoundly retarded in the wife department, and their behaviour is characterized by burnt food, lack of moral support, and marital infidelity.

Further, in my experience, it is these women that will slash your tires, or burn down your house, or burn down your house with you and your slashed tires inside.

Their allure, of course, is that “you never know what they’re gonna do” and they handle your bratwurst with the sort of experience only a skilled hooker has.

Finally, Mrs. Faithful Ball-Gag.

This is the sort of woman you want to marry.

These women have all the elements of Mrs. Conservative Missionary with regards to outward appearances. These women will tell her friends what a gentleman you are, talk about how you’re thinking about having babies, and pretends to like Martha Stewart.

However, when she is not lying to her friends in public, she turns into Mrs. Flexible Morals and has a sex drive that won’t quit.

To quote Aristotle, the perfect woman is “An angel in the kitchen, a devil in the bedroom.”

This is the woman that every man hopes for, but inevitably winds up with a mutant blend of the former two and lives an unhappy life, fraught with blue-balls and/or therapy.

Good luck,

— Moe

What is the best weapon to carry to deal with homeless men yelling things about my vagina?

Sat, 07 Nov 2009 19:11:58 -0500

Question submitted by callmebez:

Hold your horses, young lady. There are some options to consider before arming yourself.

First, what does Pierre (the name I give all homeless men) yell at you, exactly? Is it something like, “Lo, how many gentle fellows hath ridden in milady’s love ring the fortnight last?”

If it is, then this educated scamp may have once been a gynecologist. Far-fetched, you say? Well, a year ago, Pierre may have been up to his eyebrows in lady-parts, frisbee golf, and Porsche-designed sex pillows. However, thanks to the corrupt financial industry, box wine, and the Psionic War between Scientologists and Narco-Industrial test monkeys, the medical community has been kicked in the teeth. At least that’s how Pierre, the other homeless guy I bum smokes off of during my lunch break, explains it to me. So, before you brandish that Turkish saber, you might show Pierre a little compassion. Maybe even a phone number, because, he’s a DOCTOR for Christ’s sake. You never know.

Second, you must also consider the possibility that your vagina possesses magical powers and is capable of relaying phantasmagorical messages. Pierre, another homeless guy who picks up a copy of Modern Bride for me at Borders because I’m not allowed inside there any more, swears that his brain picks up sensory information normal humans can’t comprehend. Again, I know it sounds far-fetched, but maybe your lady-meadow is a special one and Pierre and other gatekeepers of the supernatural are helpless in it’s musty authority. So, the next time Pierre yells about your nethers, ask yourself, “What is my vagina trying to tell me? What does my vagina need? A sandwich?”

Remember, keep an open mind, put down your Scottish broadsword and listen for the clues, even though it probably wants a sandwich.

I’ve got to run. These Modern Bride scrapbooks aren’t going to assemble themselves.

— BrilliantOrange

The guy I’m dating picked some WoW thing with his guild over helping me practice my deepthroating skills. Should he be replaced?

Tue, 03 Nov 2009 20:16:00 -0500

Submitted by: rascoagogo

The Answer

First off I have to say, WOW!

I know video games have become popular with men, but some definitely take it too far. This is one of those cases. If your man would rather play a video game than get a blow job, you MUST dump his ass. Dump him for you and for men everywhere who are given a bad name because of asshats like this. This man, or shall I say ‘boy’ most likely has fantasies of little furry medieval creatures fucking him in the ass while his friends watch. This is the type of ‘boy’ who jerks off to Laura Croft and is too tired for sex when you come home. This is a person that evolution missed, and should be prevented from breeding.

The verdict is in; this relationship will not end well.

Dump his ass.

-Pappalardo

Why is it that a good number of other men don’t appreciate it when a woman has a nice pair or panties/bra on?

Mon, 02 Nov 2009 21:02:00 -0500

Question submitted by mondosmusicbox:

First off, you have a false assumption that men don’t appreciate it when a woman is wearing a new bra/panties.

You’re wrong.

I’d be hard-pressed to find a man that isn’t profoundly retarded who ignores his girlfriend coming home with a corset and a garter belt. Any man’s trousers would be around their ankles faster than you could say “German ball gag.”

I think that there’s a more important issue here that we need to address.

That is, where the hell do you get off judging other men.

Pierre Trudeau, the Prime Minister of Canada from 1964 -1984 said: “The state has no business in the bedrooms of the nation.”

Paraphrased, “mind your own fucking business when it comes to other people’s sex lives.

Under the guise of chivalry and better morals, your attitude is inappropriate at best and intrusive at worst.

If you want to go around fingerpopping your teenage girlfriend and telling her how much you appreciate her new panties, go ahead. I wish you well.

But if you want to go around commenting on the inadequacies of fellow men, I wish you luck in a life that is sure to be full of social ostracization.

— Moe

Why don’t some guys know how to take a sign?

Sat, 31 Oct 2009 14:06:00 -0400

Why don’t some guys know how to take a sign? I’ve been ignoring a couple of guys for weeks, and they don’t seem to get the message. - Submitted by kllgmm

I think you’ve answered your own question.

Let me to explain by presenting you with three analogous scenarios to your current situation.

My wall needs to be painted, and I’ve been sitting here not painting it for weeks and it’s still not painted! What’s the deal?

OR:

I asked my butcher for a pound and a half of ground chuck when I really wanted a half pound of chicken breast and that silly bastard gave me a pound and a half of ground chuck! What the fuck?

Not yet? Ok. Last one:

My pubes have grown wildly out of control and are starting to connect with the hair on my stomach. I haven’t shaved them, but they still aren’t shaved! What gives?

Are we clear?

You see, ignoring a problem is not an answer to the problem. In fact, ignoring a problem can lead to its becoming worse.

Women seem to be under the impression that one of our two brains has the ability to peer into the vast, beautiful, dark, logic destroying, hormonally fueled recesses of their minds. Unfortunately this is simply not the case.

The extent of the male psychic power is predicting we are going to come about eight to ten seconds before we come, and some of us don’t even have that down, as angry mouths, eyes and hair can attest to.

Another thing to consider is that the cold shoulder does not make the lack of interest clear. How often have you ignored a guy that you actually like just to fuel the fire in his loins? This isn’t a value judgment, mind you. It happens. It is what it is.

My advice? Give clearer signs. Instead of ignoring them, tell them to fuck off. You can also be clear without being mean and say “fuck off, please.” Whichever way you decide to do it, just do it in a way that leaves no room for their wishful interpretations.

Or, you know, you can just give in and bang them all. The end time is coming soon. The time for fucking is now.

Call me.

- Dr. Badhands