Don’t tell me. The doctor told you not to lift anything heavy.
I just caught up with this thread, so sorry for the delayed reply…
I’m not sure how to put this without sounding patronizing, but you’re 17, right? The potential for “embarrassing your boyfriend by looking unattractive” decreases tremendously once you’re out of your early 20s. 
If I can remember that far back, at 17 my friends and I still cared way too much about what other people thought of our boyfriends – and I know that the guys cared even more about how hot their girlfriends were. I’m not saying it ever goes away completely, and of course it’s nice when other people think that my SO is attractive, but when it comes down to it the only thing that matters these days is whether I think that my SO is attractive. If I’m dating him, I’m proud of him – in every way, and no matter what other people think.
I hope that made sense, and that it didn’t come across as too condescending!
You guys go ahead and argue. I think this stuf is . . . . well, was fun.
I have to wash my hair that night.
Any night you ask about. I wouldn’t be seen in public with a loser like you.
I think of you as a brother.
And I’m not into incest.
I’d like for us to be friends.
What, you thought there was only one “F” word?
No, there’s me, and David Morse’s character in Long Kiss Goodnight… but that’s it, I think.
I do in my own bathroom, because I can always trust that it’s clean.
yea, so i’m new to SDMB and i saw this thread as one of my female friends posted on it.
Women are deceptive so are men.
A month ago my SO at the time came out and asked me and my male friends if we thought her make up looked alright, they said yes out of spinal reflex
I said there was too much
I won
She was testing us
Nothing=something generally preceding a conversation that will end in Fine
Fine=you may be right but you still lost this argument.
“Men are asshole, Woman are bitches, and sheep give you rug burn. Whats left?”
:wally :wally :wally sorry forgot i was under my room mates name, the aforementioned comment was from me
I totally want a LavNav. Tho’ I don’t need to aim, Mr. Snicks would find the bullseye hilarious. We keep the toilet’s lid down, all the time, at Mr. Snicks’s insistence - he had to train me to do so.
I like this thread. Women need to get over themselves sometimes. Besides, it learns me, shows me what to work for. Instead of “Oh, I don’t care,” I try to come up with places I’d like to eat when asked. Saves us both hassle.
I never leave the seat up. Of course, I do sometimes pee on the seat.
You may beg to be mine now. 
Either way they’re still left with a wet ass
He says: You’ve been very quiet. Is there anything that’s bothering you?
She says: No, not a thing.
Translation:*Oh there are a GREAT MANY THINGS that are bothering me !!! I’ve been very quiet because these problems have become a festering cauldron of hatred. Sooner or later you are going to hear the unabridged version of what’s been bugging me. I’ll give specific instances, times, dates, places of all the things you did to cause me grief. But I’ll just sit here and stew and think about it … waiting for just the right moment. heh heh heh *
“I don’t care where we eat.”
If you don’t choose the precise restaurant I have in my head right now, I will be upset with you for the rest of the night, and not tell you why
-foxy
Honey? Is that you?
