Precisely! How could I forget that *bangs head on keyboard* I definitely need more sleep! Macho! Are you by any chance German? We have a proverb: love goes through the stomach I have nothing against moobs. It's "the best of both worlds", kindof Contrary to a widespread male misbelief it's not quantity that counts but quality.
They sure are. Except the one about hints -- I think that makes a good point. As for the toilet... I guess you've never been 3/4 asleep in the middle of the night and gone into a dark bathroom and not noticed that it wasn't just the lid that was up, but the seat, and sat down....
Need: A belief in God - a greater higher purpose and meaning to life. A positive disposition. Ethics. Gentleness. Subtlety. Family and community minded /charitable A love of children and pets. Want: Graciousness. Emotional intelligence. An appreciation for health and fitness /athletic. Grooming and style. In touch with both feminine and masculine aspects of self. Curious and adventurous. An appreciation for the finer things in life - food, culture, art, poetry - the beautiful! Tall. A touch, or a generous dash of the exotic. Very very very affectionate - I need, or rather want, a lot of kisses and cuddles. Having said that, lists generally do go out of the window in the moment. And sometimes that's just what you need and want!
Nah. I really have no idea what my partner wants. But for some reason, I seem to have it (otherwise, we wouldn't still be together after 15 years). It's a gift, not a skill.
It varies so much, I was perfect** for my wife for the following reasons: * I'm a snob * Educated * Dislike people * Dislike children except in short doses * Dislike animals (unless we are eating them) * Cock like a baby's arm holding an orange. ** One of the things on this list might not be true.
Actually, I have. But it doesn't matter. Just the idea that one gender is supposed to take responsibility for preparing the toilet for the other gender is very bizarre. Especially when the same woman who complains about men holding doors for her also complains about men leaving the toilet seat up.
I don't care about toilet seats and whenever I've had to listen to a female friend rant about the topic it makes me a little less friendly.
Yeah, rants, I went to a party in college, one time. When I arrived one of the female housemates as soon as I walked in instructed me on leaving the toilet seat down. I told her to go fuck herself and left. I get consistency, especially at 2am when half asleep, but that's for folks living there. Guests? If you gotta get in their face cause you can't be bothered to look at what you're doing, you deserve the dunking.
It's such a boring thing to be upset about. I've been trapped listening to friends bonding over the horror of their man's failure in this life event and I just want to shoot myself. Or yell GET A LIFE depending on how irate I'm feeling.
No, can't say I've ever done that. I check what I'm sitting on before I sit. I never understood why people, men and women, get so bothered by it one way or the other. Given the fact it takes less that a second to lift up or down, by default complaining about it is a waste of time, mine and yours.
I'm sure the Japanese have probably invented some sort of pheromone detecting, methane powered automatic device, that would resolve this problem.
My only rule, and it applies to both sexes: Don't miss and hit the lid or the floor, and don't overflow the thing. That's all I ask. Do what you want with the lid after you finish and flush. Up. Down. Who cares. As long as my toilet doesn't look like a Jackson Pollock canvas when you're done, we're totally cool.
Good point. I don't particularly like men holding doors for me, but if one does, I certainly don't complain about it! I just say "thank you" and walk on through. Wow! That was uncalled for! Yes, consistency. To me, leaving the seat or even just the lid up all the time looks messy, but there's nothing wrong with a couple agreeing that they want them up when not being used. Of course, being inconsistent with that could be a problem, too, if a sleepy guy didn't notice that the seat and lid were down.
Precisely!! And the ones that Kvetch and play the "poor me" card. Reminds me of that scene in "GoodFellas" where Karen goes to that make-up party with the rest of the wives. And all they did was complain.