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Okay, Ladies? Guys? We all know the following game. It begins with a man, and his girl, and a store. Maybe a nice store, maybe not. And the girl goes into the booth and tries on a dress. It makes her look hot; perhaps it clings to her hips and trails up her waist to highlight her heaving bosoms. Perhaps it's see through. Whatever. It makes her look hot. And the girl turns to the guy and asks, "Does this dress make me look fat?"
Ladies, Guys, we both know this is a question that no man can answer and win. If we say no, we're called Liars. If we say yes..well, no sane man would say yes.
Fortunately, I have a few answers to help us Male's in this scenario out. I figure, if a lady wants to ask a blindingly stupid question, we might as well give amusing, (for us anyways) answers. After all, the rules of the game state we've already lost.
So; "No but the six burgers you've eaten do."
"Nah, just the lard you haul on your buns."
"It only looks a couple sizes too small."
"Whoa! Hail the great white Wale!"
"Yes."
"No no no! You're ass looks perfect! Now your belly looks like you're pregnant on the other hand..."
"Not at all Thunderthighs, my love."
I could go on, but it'd get repetitive. The point, other than I find this sort of thing funny, is this:
If you want an honest opinion, be ready to receive one. Don't ask somebody if they love you unless you're prepared to take a no. Don't ask somebody if they'll always be there unless you're /really/ sure you want them to say yes.
And never, ever, ever, ask me if that dress makes your ass look fat.
Now, to the otherside. Guys? Come on, we know the score. We're the weakest link and the ladies can tell us goodbye at anytime. So, unless you're quite prepared to spend a few years... ages ... eons, single, we're /expected/ to lie and play the game. In fact that's become the status quo. Guns, bitches, and bling.
Guys..let's change that. Please. For the sake of style if nothing else. Lots of gold does not make you cool. Busting a cap does not make you cool. Busting a nut with four women at once /does/ make you cool, but unless you're Hugh Hefner's son, it's not bloody likely.
Let's face it, there's a lot of skanky trash out there. And a lot of us, not all but a lot of us, encourage it. Sometimes it's good. We've all seen that one girl with her thong showing and the hips. We've all seen the lady with the open-to-all tits. But..guys.. it's trash. Really, it is. And unless we act to bring back some sort of standard, soon we'll all be numb to that free-for-view. I don't know about you, but I don't /want/ to be numb to boobs. I don't /want/ to become numb to seeing a woman undressing.
So, lets have some standards, neh? No skanks, sluts or female dogs. No bling, no rings, nothing unless they can prove they've got class. Because, pretty as they are, sooner or later, once you're with her, she's going to age, get fat, and get wrinkled. And unless she's a class act, you're really not going to want to stay with the 'gangsta' trash that you first hit in the past.
Thank you, you can now return to your normal ogling and mind games. If you need me, I'll be elsewhere, reading a book, and weeping for the next generation. |  |