When women ask you why men do things, what do you tell them?
Depends…is the inquisitor hot?
Makes all the difference in the world.
Well, I certainly don’t reveal theSecret Man Talk.
I tell them I am only authorized to give them my name, rank, serial number, inning, balls and strikes, number of outs, score, and how many men are on base.
I say “dunno, fancy a fuck?”
I’ve never had a woman ask me this. Probably because I very seldom do any “typical man things” and they figure I don’t know any more than they do.
If it’s something I do, I tell why I do it. If it’s something I don’t do, I might speculate as to why others do it. In either case, if it is something I feel women do just as often as men, I will probably point that out.
I tell the straight up, blunt, horrible truth:
We’re pretty oblivious to the world around us.
Could you be a little more specific? Different men do different things, and different women ask different questions.
Not really. I could give examples of things asked me, but this isn’t necessarily a serious thread.
I explain that it is testosterone poisoning and they couldn’t possibly understand it.
‘Poison from the goonads. <snip> Goonads. That’s medical terminology. <snip> The poison rises from the goonads and seeps down to the muscles.’
Me, too. The only stereotypically male thing I do that I can think of off the top of my head is drive fast and not ask for directions, and the latter is only because I’m embarassed, not because of stubborn pride.
I also say this, and did just yesterday, actually. I think my exact words were “Testosterone, in large doses, has a retarding effect”.
I (used to) tell 'em it was because I really hoped she would like it enough to give me a chance to do it again.
I used to try to explain things like logic and deductive reasoning and such.
Now I just say “Cuz it’s in the man book”.
I tell them that every man is different and that there is no way I could speak for all of them. Then, if the question is one I can relate to, I tell them why I do a certain thing, but again put the qualifier on that I cannot speak for every man.
Ah yes…the celibacy of the saddle. I have actually used the “Poison from the goonads” excuse before. It’s very endearing if you can deliver it with a straight face.