Well, that is one way to control men’s urges…
“God game man a penis and a brain, but only enough blood to run one at a time” -Robin Williams
Press on.
Women’s too.
Is the OP kind of like an internet haiku? Find three random quotes on the the web about a topic and put them together? That is so cool. I want to play.
I call mine: Playing a game
Playing a game on a disc. Insert the disc, and then select the game from the content area.
It is impossible to win most versions of The Game.
In fact, they’re even more railroad-like than a game.
You know, we’re not all in your head, and therefore familiar with whatever tortured logic led you to create an OP. For that reason, it’s helpful to include some context.
Still, there is a thread on men, therefore I created a thread for women, did I not explain that above (not in the OP)
The final line: You started it…it was because there was the aforementioned thread for men
I did not find 3 quotes on the web. :dubious:
Not sure what else could possibly be confusing but I will admit I seldom make sense 
In what possible universe it this thread about women?
I agree with, ‘we’re not all inside your head’. Maybe next try a little harder to be coherent.
This is quite amusing.
There is a thread “on men”. Yes.
The thread in question basically started with a joke about how a man could not satisfy four women. A self-deprecating joke, if you will. An acknowledgement of men’s limitations.
So this thread was started “because there was a thread on men”.
In response, we now have a thread that basically uses convoluted language to repeat an insulting stereotype about men; That all they think about is sex and are ruled by their penises.
I guess the OP did not actually READ the “thread on men”. Or just wanted an excuse to be insulting.
coherent? OMG…I have to be coherent? :smack:
Dang.
Women make no sense as much as men do not
Yeah, guess ya just gotta ignore my posts…I’ll never make sense 
now this makes sense
I did read the first post only, I guess I interpreted it the wrong way. I thought it was a woman bashing thread. :smack:
Excuse me all to hell:D
Band name!
Regards,
Shodan
really? I had no idea. I’m from old school, music from the 70’s.
I pieced that together with a thesaurus. I’m getting up there and tend to forget words. Lots of times the word I want is on the “tip of my tongue”
I was trying to be a smart ass, most intelligent than I really am. Also FYI for everyone. jokes go WAY over my head. Not sure why but it probably has to do with the lack of comprehension
You just confirmed that by thinking it’s an actual band name.;)
I think Shodan meant it would be a good band name.
Having said that, there actually is, or was, a local band here called The Throbbing Members.
ah, that’s not a sexual reference. That’s what happens after you drop a heavy object on your toes.
Did you get smashed with a floppy? If so my condolences.
Note that Williams went on to die essentially from his brain failing to work properly.
But not from lack of blood flow. 
As I said back in post#8, our OP (person not post) tends to post clarity-challenged items. Accept them or ignore them as you will. Debating, correcting, or seeking clarity in the ongoing dialog is IMO demonstrably a fool’s errand.
Don’t forget to abandon all hope as you go!
There ya go…perfect advice. I’ve stated that in the past. Guess not too many of the fussy members got the message 
I’ve decided to admit something to you all; I am an alien from another planet and have not been able to adapt and learn.
I have failed my brethren, :smack: therefore I must return to the outer cosmos where my home planet is located and a few others shall replace me soon. Surely they will do better than me/I
;);)
Nobody is telling you to leave. If you stick around you might just may find it worth the read.
#TypicalMan
#TellingYouWhatToDo
#PissingYouOffOnYourDayOffToo
#ArtificialTearsWillKeepThoseEyeRollsFromCombustingYourRetinas
Still, if you’re going to paint 4 Billion People… all with that same brush… you might want to add a splash of turpentine to that 5 gallon can of paint. Your call though.
Oh freddled gruntbuggly thy micturations are to me,
As plurdled gabbleblotchits on a lurgid bee,
Groop, I implore thee, my foonting turling dromes,
And hooptiously drangle me with crinkly bindlewurdles,
Or else I shall rend thee in the gobberwarts with my blurglecruncheon,
See if I don’t.