Sometimes I don’t know how to tell you that you’re on my hair without ruining the mood. So those cries of ecstasy are sometimes fueled by a little pain.
Male here.
You’re asleep. You’re tired. You’re not in the mood. No worries, I get it. But there’s work in the morning for me too. I’m tired & I need sleep too. Its just that to get there, I need to deal with my quilt tent first.
So, pay no attention to the man beneath the comforter!
My rubbing one out is not a personal Dis to you or to all women or to our relationship or to when/if/how-much I find you desirable. No, a freaking cold shower is Not going to get me to sleep.
And, while this may be nice, but its just a pathway for me to achieve that gloriously seductive feeling that spreads across my mind and throughout my entire body… SLEEP!!!
And if anyone should be jealous, as I hear you snore, it should be me.
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Male,
Look, it itches, I scratch. Simple.
Yes I looked, and will look again…and again
You got a problem, I give advice. I don’t do symphthy, especially since it usuallt is mostly your fault.
Look, you look fine, we really need to leave.
I make a decision, I stick by it.
I’ve tried to make the point many times, although nobody has ever found it insightful, but the word girl equivocates between two definitions. Sometimes it means young girl, where the sex opposite would be boy. Sometimes it is a casual term for a woman, where the sex opposite would be guy. It’s just a replacement for gal, which I agree is awful. It just happens to have an alternate meaning which refers to young females.
But pretending that “that new girl did a great job” is equivalent to “that new boy did a great job” is asinine. The equivalent would be “that new guy did a great job” whether people want to be overly sensitive or not. Girl and guy are certainly casual and sometimes man, woman, or any other word is more appropriate but girl can always be the female equivalent of guy and it’s stupid to pretend it’s always opposite of boy.
This annoys me about men too. It always amazes me that I’ve never met another man who found it frustrating.
I don’t even want to be made to feel better. I just want to vent to a friend and get my frustration out. So for me it’s not even like “I just wanted you to listen” it’s like “you’re a good friend but there’s absolutely no way I would ever ask for your advice about how to run my business or deal with my family problems…”.
Male here.
Dust? What dust?
Yes, I know my pc is less than two years old. Why do I need a new one you ask? Well I need it because uhm… just because. ( This also applies to various power tools.)
Just deal with it.
I couldn’t disagree with this more, although I’m certain that neither one of us is going to be swayed by the other’s arguement. I just… really? I’ve never heard anyone make the arguements that you’re making. Holy cow, that’s just astounding to me. Do others feel this way? (Heh, I typed whey for way.)
A PS3 or XBOX is not a “tool.” 
And since I missed the edit window, let me add that I see nothing wrong with calling them “toys,” video games and electronic stuff are awesome, chocolate is way overrated, and the only thing I got once a month was either intense pain that made me cry quietly, or no pain and vaguely disgruntled about having to deal with the bleeding.
Actually, I think Fuzzy is spot on.
hijack:
That’s why my wife and I have an understanding- middle of the night needs can be addressed in solo fashion if desired, no questions. We both understand that sometimes, you just want to get the rocks off without the additional time and wakefulness necessitated by waking the other person. In the morning one of us will tell the other “I rubbed one out last night, didn’t want to wake you”. It’s all good.
/hijack
To go all nihilist for a second, isn’t that the entirety of each of our individual existences anyway? 
The fact that I have a BOB does not make you less of a man. Nor do I want our time together to feel like my time with BOB. BOB fulfills a physical need - what you and i have is not just physical and is on a much higher plane.
NOTE: Everything i have posted here is all based on past relationships, and do not reflect on my current one, where happily, i’m dating someone who gets me better than i get myself most of the time.
Men who don’t raise the seat were not raised properly.
Wait. Wasn’t there a male U.S. politician a few months ago (6+ or so) who had his ass handed to him on a plate when he referred to a female politician as a lady?
Seems a lot of people at that time said his use of the word was patronizing …
I thought it was no big deal, but others thought it was an issue.
Does anyone else remember this? A U.S. Senator, I believe.
Male here.
Her: Where do you want to grab dinner?
Me: I don’t care. You pick.
Her: Hmmmm, I don’t know…what do you feel like?
Me: I honestly don’t care. Anywhere is fine with me.
Her: Pizza? Greek? Bar food? Mexican?
Me: Any of those are fine. Pick one.
Her: Ok, between Mexican and Greek…which one?
(I flip a mental coin.)
Me: Greek.
Her: Are you sure? I kinda want Mexican. But if you want Greek, I suppose we can do that.
(Head explosion.)
Heh. My husband does that, so I’m not so sure that one’s gender-specific.
You are decidedly not. I love the show, and quite a few women I know do, too, including many who love love stereotypically girly shows.
I never really thought of most of the Adult Swim shows as being preferred by one gender or the other.
As this seems to be heading to the bathroom…
The **default **position of the toilet seat is the upright. You only lower it if you need to and return it to the original position when you’re done. Why can’t women understand it?
…besides, it’s good feng shui.
To continue:
Me: No, Mexican’s fine. I don’t care.
Her: But you just said you wanted Greek.
Me: It’s fine. I don’t care either way.
Her: Why are you being so difficult?
Me: I’m not being difficult! It really doesn’t matter to me where we eat tonight.
Her: Now you’re getting angry.
Me: sigh I’m not angry. Do you want to go get Mexican now? I’m starting to lose my appetite.
Her: Oh, great. You’re really mad now. Maybe we should just stay home.
Me: No, I’m okay. I want Mexican. Mexican sounds great. Let’s go.
Her: Okay. which Mexican place do you want to go to?
Repeat until it’s 11:00PM and everything’s closed.
Women, why do you do this?
In my experience, men can do the restaurant dance as well, but only when they’re in a group of more than 3. Then, no one is bold enough to suggest a place but sure willing enough to criticise any choice actually put forward. But when with 3, majority rules barring diet restrictions, and 2 can usually find something they both like.