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With neither quill nor qualm, Els quothed:
Well, in an attempt to boil it all down to a single, overall deficiency,
she just wasn't a very nice person. There were times when she could be
nice and in certain areas she was even above the norm, so to speak, but
the mean of her personality was just that - rather mean. She also
seemed to lack a certain sense of decorum that most people exhibit
relative to whatever social setting they happen to be in at the moment.
One thing I found pretty funny was that a couple of times she said,
"Well, at least we're compatible on an intellectual level." Well, we're
not. She had more ego than brains, although I probably should have
taken a different tact with her tantrums than I did as well.
Phffft. Who can think straight when he's got a boner?
I just had a horrible thought. What if you're my ex-wife in edisguise?
Oh, bummer, bummer. Please say you're not and swear to it on the Holy
Bible (unless you're an atheist in which case you can use the phone
book.)
Anyway, "discombobulated" means confused or disoriented. It's not
necessarily so negative a trait and everybody gets that way sometimes.
However, coupled with one or more of the typically feminine
idiosyncrasies with which we are all familiar, it can become a powerful
force allied to the dark side of the human experience. In the milder
manifestation, it might simply engender ennui.
Your final guess wins the kewpie doll. And speaking of your response to
the non-response issue, it's easy enough for a woman to "force a
response", indeed. All she has to do is dance around in something
skimpy, gyrate her genomes a little, and Bingo! She scores! Men,
because of their biological makeup, can be overwhelmed by the tactics of
most any wily, wicked woman displaying such a concupiscent bent,
although they do feel a certain sense of remorse when they've been
drinking and sober up.
And last but not least, ask yourself this question: What would the
world say if a man tried to "force a response"?
After reading that article, I tried Googling for jockstraps but fell
asleep waiting for the responses.
Good point. One time I tried acting like a gentleman and everyone
thought I was sick.
Well, excuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuusssssse me! Most
gals find a bit of repetition invigorating.
Well, um, er, okay.
Actually, it started with some long-forgotten question about some nerdy
html stuff. You'd think they'd put up a special forum or something.
Huh? I never said that.
Yes, but if a woman in a bar asks the same question, it means a) she's a
gold-digging floozy out for bucks and willing to work "undercover" to
get them, or b) she contracted a case of syphilis, is going blind, and
desperately needs glasses and one for the road.
Ah, generalizations are generally so congenially generic.
I am oft complimented for my snippage,
Though more oft rebuked for my sippage.
I do not pass gas nor crassly burp,
But, alas, I've been known to loudly slurp.
Hmm, I thought you were an Aussie. Can't remember why, -perhaps your
argumentative nature.
And, of course, men are supposed to be the omniscient mind-readers who
*know* when a woman is speaking plainly and when a woman is speaking
fainly. Yeah...
Well, I hope the Camptown ladies sing other songs as well because that
one fell off the charts a mighty long time ago.
She was that bad, huh?
Well, in an attempt to boil it all down to a single, overall deficiency,
she just wasn't a very nice person. There were times when she could be
nice and in certain areas she was even above the norm, so to speak, but
the mean of her personality was just that - rather mean. She also
seemed to lack a certain sense of decorum that most people exhibit
relative to whatever social setting they happen to be in at the moment.
One thing I found pretty funny was that a couple of times she said,
"Well, at least we're compatible on an intellectual level." Well, we're
not. She had more ego than brains, although I probably should have
taken a different tact with her tantrums than I did as well.
May I assume then that thinking straight is not a vital purpose?
Phffft. Who can think straight when he's got a boner?
exhibiting behavior Freud cataloged quite scientifically over a century
ago.
And which behaviour would that be exactly? As I've never been
discombobulated[1] in the slightest possible way, I have no idea what
behaviour would go with that (lack of) state of mind.
Irrationality, petulancy, pettiness, rudeness, inconsideration,
haughtiness, coldness, vileness, pruriency, and flatulence just to name
a few. With some thought, most men could make a list several pages
long.
Right! Now I'm even more sure I've never been in that state. Ow, I can
say I've at times displayed each single one of those traits, but never
all at the same time. And never combined with discombobulation. Traits
like these are mostly invoked by the male partner's behaviour. Haven't
had to display any of them since my divorce.
I just had a horrible thought. What if you're my ex-wife in edisguise?
Oh, bummer, bummer. Please say you're not and swear to it on the Holy
Bible (unless you're an atheist in which case you can use the phone
book.)
Anyway, "discombobulated" means confused or disoriented. It's not
necessarily so negative a trait and everybody gets that way sometimes.
However, coupled with one or more of the typically feminine
idiosyncrasies with which we are all familiar, it can become a powerful
force allied to the dark side of the human experience. In the milder
manifestation, it might simply engender ennui.
To be entirely honest: no. I merely tried to glue the fallen apart
topic together by linking a chunk about 'psychology' back to
'inventive males'. I really don't mind what men do with their time, as
long as it's their time, not mine.
Indeed it is. I wouldn't call that 'lesser productivity' though.
Different maybe, not necessarily lesser. BTW, when I said 'time on
their hands', I was /not/ meaning to refer to idle time. Rather
dedicated time. Which is a good thing too.
Not sure what you're saying they're used to; irreconcilable points of
debate, giving long non-responses, or wise choices? All three?
I'm guessing you mean that men are used to women giving them
non-responses especially when men need non-non-responses from those
same women? Maybe you're right. But if I'd get a non-response when I
really needed one, I'd force a response.
Your final guess wins the kewpie doll. And speaking of your response to
the non-response issue, it's easy enough for a woman to "force a
response", indeed. All she has to do is dance around in something
skimpy, gyrate her genomes a little, and Bingo! She scores! Men,
because of their biological makeup, can be overwhelmed by the tactics of
most any wily, wicked woman displaying such a concupiscent bent,
although they do feel a certain sense of remorse when they've been
drinking and sober up.
And last but not least, ask yourself this question: What would the
world say if a man tried to "force a response"?
Correct. Cause imo, it was indeed women who invented it, only the
current form was invented by a man who forgot to patent it.
You'd think that, wouldn't you. But that's not exactly how it
happened. Read up on the facts:
http://www.nzgirl.co.nz/articles/2511
After reading that article, I tried Googling for jockstraps but fell
asleep waiting for the responses.
I meant the second occurrence of "act" to mean "do" or "behave", not
"act" as in "actress". If there's one thing I don't do, it's act like
something I'm not. Ever.
Good point. One time I tried acting like a gentleman and everyone
thought I was sick.
[baking cookies vs inventing modern technologies]
Excuse me for being sarcastic in a way not particularly genteel.
It's just that talk about creativity and baking somehow makes me feel
the stove's been on for a lengthy time and I have to get my cookies off.
<g>
(be careful - they may be hot)
He he he. If you think they're hot, you should see the cannoli.
No need to spell it out for me, I got the joke the first time.
Well, excuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuusssssse me! Most
gals find a bit of repetition invigorating.
[time-efficiency coming naturally to men]Whose fault is that? -Your mother's?
No, don't think so. If it is indeed a fault, I'd say it's mine.
Well, um, er, okay.
That's how this thread started I think? You calling colourful language
the 'mystique' of a man.
Actually, it started with some long-forgotten question about some nerdy
html stuff. You'd think they'd put up a special forum or something.
I don't believe you. With this obviously artistic way with words you
have, you still use lines like "I haven't seen you here before" ?
Huh? I never said that.
And then you wonder why it doesn't work?
If a man in a bar asks you why he never saw you there before, it
simply implies that a) the man hangs out there virtually every day (or
weekend), and b) so far didn't have success finding a mate. This
proves that a) he's only after a one-night-stand, or b) there's
something wrong with him, so basically, you don't want him either.
Yes, but if a woman in a bar asks the same question, it means a) she's a
gold-digging floozy out for bucks and willing to work "undercover" to
get them, or b) she contracted a case of syphilis, is going blind, and
desperately needs glasses and one for the road.
Ah, generalizations are generally so congenially generic.
Nice snippage
I am oft complimented for my snippage,
Though more oft rebuked for my sippage.
I do not pass gas nor crassly burp,
But, alas, I've been known to loudly slurp.
Sounds like a reasonable guess. Can't tell for sure though, as I don't
know any young Australians.
Hmm, I thought you were an Aussie. Can't remember why, -perhaps your
argumentative nature.
Only sometimes. Not as often as men interpret those words like that
though. Not by far <g>
And, of course, men are supposed to be the omniscient mind-readers who
*know* when a woman is speaking plainly and when a woman is speaking
fainly. Yeah...
[1] That sure is a funny word, especially when you say it a couple of
times in a row.
That's what I thought about "do".
I agree. I've so far only found one example where repeating the word
'do' doesn't sound too funny. Maybe 'cause they put some music behind
it and combined it with 'da'.
Well, I hope the Camptown ladies sing other songs as well because that
one fell off the charts a mighty long time ago.