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I have eight blisters and I'm aching in places I've never ached before.

Is it usual for guys to hitch their groins while having a polite conversation and I just noticed because there are six other things about this one that I hate, or is it just him?

Calling all the guys from the flist, PLEASE comment and remind me why we keep your species around. And while you're at it, tell me you've never stood around counting how many virginities you've taken. I don't even care if you're lying at this point, I just need my faith in you reaffirmed.

...Although, some of you do make fun music. *pets Bobby McFerran CD* (My parents listened to him. I can remember when he was on Sesame St.)

My sister has just asked me to go WITH her on her web date tomorrow. Apparently he wants me to come too. Well, if I can't get one of the guys she barely knows to come with me, she'd better be prepared to owe me big.

I love you all. But guys...please? I know that at least those of you on my flist are human beings and a good species, but--really! Redeem them by being one of them for me?

ETA: Apparently my grandfather is also trying to find dates online. This weirds me out, even though it probably shouldn't. *sigh*

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Is it usual for guys to hitch their groins while having a polite conversation and I just noticed because there are six other things about this one that I hate, or is it just him?

No it is not, well I do not do it. But saying that I do not do a lot of stuff blokes do.

Calling all the guys from the flist, PLEASE comment and remind me why we keep your species around. And while you're at it, tell me you've never stood around counting how many virginities you've taken. I don't even care if you're lying at this point, I just need my faith in you reaffirmed.

Last point first. No I do not count that. But to be honest it wound not be a hard number to figer out as it is none.

And as for why we kept around. No idea. I am still try to understand the whole WHat is/ Point of...being a man.:)

I don't do the whole ball-scratching thing either, and neither do a lot of the guys I know, at least not in public. Those who do, are usually the slob, vulgar kind that offend other men too. But I move in the dandified circles of the middle-class professional, so it may not count. Maybe the men I hang out with are just sissies! ;D

What use is the male species? Well if the man is doing his job correctly we're here to tell women how beautiful, sexy, wonderful, smart and fantastic they are just by being themselves. Otherwise, we're basically here to cockfight, thump chests, posture uselessly, start random ego-driven fights with no purpose and act like idiots. Oh, and let's not forget looking like beered-up slobs who dress like shit and don't bathe and have stomachs the size of watermelons. And this is the same class of guys who want their women young and beautiful-- everything they're not. Heh. Don't worry, it disgusts me too. It's why I'll never be gay. To make an epigram, most men are just average blokes who feel the very typically masculine need to prove they're all that and a bag of chips.

There a few quality guys out there. Arch, for instance, is a quality guy. Or my other friend Jsguardian. They're the decent sort that just want to be good people. And who, if I read them correctly, are loyal, forthright men who would never hurt anybody and treat a woman exactly as she deserved. I'd like to think this sort of man is not all that hard to find.

*sniffles* I knew I could count on you, DD! *collapses weeping into your arms*

Well, I find your personal existence very reassuring. I just wish you could all be like the guys who've been nice enough to reply to this...

Or that, dingit, some of you existed in real life.

i have tryed to figure out why we are still around, it didn't help. though some of us make great music. do doo do do da dee.
i can only hope to become a meriachi when i grow up.

LOL--thank you, I needed that chortle.

Um...who are you?

That's okay. I entertain notions of becoming a minstrel or a trobadeur when I grow up. It'd be fun. We can meet. You'll be wearing black, boot-cut pants and a large sombrero, and spinning your guitar, and I'll be wearing breeches and a jerkin with flowing sleeves and playing a lute.

Amiel, my love, if you try to wear hose I may have to put you in a straitjacket--in the most loving manner possible, of course.

What's your IM schedule like lately? I've finally got web on my own computer and I've been missing you like crazy.

All of us here miss you! Most of us are on at the usual times, albeit a little sporadically. Evenings, generally. My schedule may change as I embark on my great quest to remain productive!

Eh? That doesn't sound like you...LOL. It's a great idea, though. Things are still crazy atm, but soon, soon...I miss you all but there's just no time...

We keep men around because as of yet vibrators and dildos can't kill icky bugs or mow the lawn. No worries though, I have hope for technology. *winks*

And to the rest, *snort* I can't be the only one that read this and thought: Gee, I hope her sister's webdate isn't her Grandfather... Talk about squicky!

Don't mess with the blisters! They only last longer then!

Oh, no, that's the scary/weird thing...he's signed up with the same service, and because he accidentally signed up as the wrong age range, they sent him her profile. THAT's been straightened out, thank goodness, but...

Is it incredibly insensitive and unsupportive of me to find the fact that my grandfather and my sister are using the same web dating service icky?

Ack, I hope the work gets better. Or at least your muscles get used to it.

I don't think its usual for polite guys to hitch their groins, but I'm sure there are plenty who do. I've been thinking about this, though, and I can't really understand what's so wrong with scratching in public. There's the whole "suppressing carnal instincts", but really, an itch? I know society has this problem of acknowledging that, "deep down", men and women are different, but really, it's just a space between your legs, and it itches. When something itches (like my ear just did) you feel the need to scratch it to alleviate the itch (which I just did). It's not like I'm saying it should be fine manners for a guy to massauge his balls the entire time we're talking, but if he needs to scratch, he should scratch. I know I would certainly like it if others thought the same about me, because sometimes those itches are downright painful. It'd be nice to not have to worry, "Oh, but someone will see!"

As to the purpose of the male existance, amusement, for one. It's also nice to have a guy on a TV screen make you dissolve into content giggles, and not even because he's particularly attractive. Rupert Grint as Ron in CoS has currently become one of my favorite people for this reason alone. (I've really been on a Ron kick lately, which makes me wonder whether he might be pushing Harry out of my Potter-character crush slot; I sympathize greatly with Hermione.) For every five crass guys discussing their bedroom records, there's at least one wonderful, adorable, beautiful man. And that justifies their existance completely.

*collapses weeping on Ads too* Thank you.

On a new subject:

AMY COME HOME. Why aren't you here now? I've been reduced to telling Tyler's mother that I need rescuing and I will owe him a huge favor if he will call me back and agree to do this.

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