Women are evil!

Yeah, interesting descriptive, no?

"necessary EVIL"???

Im still trying to figure why fish smells on a flannel shirt really works for me

hahaha!

I have been accused of started some manner of trouble, most namely being an evil woman. I have been redirected to this thread to address the issues being discussed here.

For those of a delicate constitution, please close your eyes. For the men about to read this, please remember you really did ask for it.

The use of "I" in the following statement indicates a collective "I" for women and not a singular "I".

<ahem>

Some men complain about women being evil, connivving, vicious, catty, and other 'ugly' personality traits. Other men think it in their minds as they are too cowardly to use the tongues in their heads, afraid that there may be some price to pay for their insignificant opinions.



I am an evil woman. However, no matter how much I manipulate, whine and pout, I will be victorious over men of lesser ilk than the ones who see me for the glorious being I am.

I am an evil woman. I will walk into an establishment with friends, wearing the simpliest skirt, a just-snug-enough top, the perfect heels that show off my delicious legs. Your heads will snap up and your eyes will wander, quickly glancing at the other men, silently daring them to beat you to the point of talking to me first. And of allowing me to drink $10 martinis for free, courtesy of the men who think me evil.

I am an evil woman. You will argue with me, your voice getting louder and angrier because of you lesser intelligence you know you cannot win by conversation alone. Even if you end feeling victorious, you will see my back turned against you. You will have an uncontrollable urge to put your hands on my shoulders, nuzzle my neck. The guilt of thinking you scarred my very heart will cause you to buy me gifts, or dinner, or both, or more. No matter how it ends, I ultimately win. It is no fault of mine, but born your own need to provide something for a woman who you fear will no longer want you.

I am an evil woman. You want nothing more than to feel my hands, my body, my mouth. Any multitude of sins will be forgiven for simply being willing to be beside you. Your weak resolutions allow my mere presence to control your words, your movements, your will. I have no special powers.

I am simply an evil woman.

I have you by the balls.

And you love every minute of it.

Bravo Bravo !!! <claps his hand in delight>
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That only works for the young and witless type of man, Boss, those of us with a little more maturity know the price of playing that game, and don't.

Bravo!

Standing O

Setanta, I'd think that also. Then I think of all the men over 40 - at the pub with his work pals, divorced looking for a girlfriend, having affairs with coworkers, all playing the game.

sadly too true

well said Setanta,

now, let's get back to the bidding on the shirt smells...

I would also like to point out the disclaimer from my previous post.




...'cause I'm in love with a man like that. :wink:

aaaaawwwwww

wow..that was like warm and fuzzy....Id almost think it an imposter


cute Sug, cute

Please refer to my earlier post, in which the word "maturity" figures prominently. Over 40 and cruisin' the pubs? Not within my definition of a mature male.

i take exception to that comment about the over 40 men cruisin the pubs. i go because of the good beer, men AND wimmen friends etc.

i never approach a woman i don't know in a pub or bar.

if they approach me, fine. if they buy me one, i'll go say a polite thank you and chat awhile.

i don't play the 'game'.

however,,,laundromats, supermarkets, beaches are a different story altogether. ;-)

Then i don't consider you to be "cruisin" the pubs. As for your final note, you hit the nail on the head--best places to find wimmins, where the "game" is not being played.

I'm sorry - Sugar is saying we are supposed to be playing another ball game? As in grabbing 'em by 'em?

I sooooooooooooooo don't play ball games.....

Started with hating softball, then I quite liked basketball, so we never played it - noooooooo - we had to play hockey....yecccchhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...then I hated cricket....loathe footbrawl.....ping-pong is ok.....tennis is too....but I ain't playing no game where I gotta grab mens by the balls...

okay deb...grab them by something else if you must