I can not....

Stop trying to figure them out...becuase it'll never happen!

Just make sure to kick their cat if they have one. Women hate cats.

I have no fondness for cats either, i am always trying to find out how many ways there is to skin one(another thread i think). I think the only way to figure a women out is if you are one.

There are options in Switzerland, I hear...

For skinning cats....?Or was you being sarcastic...?

I think he was referring to the part where you said the only way to figure out a woman is if you are one...

It's no great mystery. Show them respect, make them laugh, challange their minds, tickle their fancy and they'll be yours.


Oh, and a order a penis enlarger. That helps, too.

Heh, sozobe...

Beachbum, or a strap-on to replace your pathetic penis.
Or some "Stayhard" cream.
Or some "Stamina" cream.
Or some really cool bondage/scat porn to pop in when hooking up for the first time.

You catch my drift.

I am amazed that one so interested in skinning cats is also so fascinated with understanding...oh, never mind...

Well that's the kinda remark i expected from a 'seasoned member' but i take his tiny retort with a pinch of salt and a couple of asprin and ill reply to him in the morning...Blah.

Stick to topic...

Seriously though, Rogue, isn't it the mystery that keeps men intrigued? If you could understand women, they would be boring. Accept and embrace their differences from you, and they will love you back. I also think that listening to them works better than trying to understand them. It may make no sense to you, but the more important part is letting them say their piece, and respecting it.

Just my , if you ask a woman to explain you might end up thinking that they are as confused as you are.

Hmmm. . . . . I think the differences are more of a social programming thing. And I think one would need to know more of the specifics about what specifically has baffled you. . . . . . .

Craven, I said 'listen' not 'ask' Also, midnight is right, a few specific examples of things that mystify you might help keep this on topic

I can not ....
This might be part of the answer:

Why Men Are Just Happier People!

What do you expect from such simple creatures?
Your last name stays put.
The garage is all yours.
Wedding plans take care of themselves.
Chocolate is just another snack.
You can be president.
You can wear a white T-shirt to a water park.
Car mechanics tell you the truth.
You never have to drive to another gas station,
because this one's just too icky.
Same work, more pay.
Wrinkles add character.
Wedding dress - $5000; tux rental - $100.
People never stare at your chest when you're talking to them.
The occasional well-rendered belch is practically expected.
New shoes don't cut, blister, or mangle your feet.
One mood, ALL the time.
Phone conversations are over in 30 seconds flat.
You know stuff about tanks.
A five-day vacation requires only one suitcase.
You can open all your own jars.
You get extra credit for the slightest act of thoughtfulness.
If someone forgets to invite you to something, he or she can
still be your friend.
Your underwear is $8.95 for a three-pack.
Everything on your face stays its original color.
Three pairs of shoes are more than enough.
You don't have to stop and think of which way to turn a nut on a bolt.
You almost never have strap problems in public.
You are unable to see wrinkles in your clothes.
The same hairstyle lasts for years, maybe decades.
You don't have to shave below your neck.
Your belly usually hides your big hips.
One wallet and one pair of shoes, one color, all seasons.
You can "do" your nails with a pocketknife.
You have freedom of choice concerning growing a mustache.
You can do Christmas shopping for 25 relatives, on
December 24, in 45 minutes.

Hey, I've been there as per Christmas shopping...thankfully I can write off my last-minute tendencies as a 'Jewish thing.'

I can not....
I thought at first I could have been standing beside you but then noticed Toronto for you and Boston for me so it didn't happen. By the way, I saw your plate of food. If I threw that at my stomach it would give an angry retort and demand the rest.

Heh heh, well, the contest was more about fashion than fare, I am afraid....truth is, nobody goes away hungry from my table

We are as understandable as anything - it's men what's weird...