My grandfathers advice on women to my dad b,121(old schoool Argentino advice)b,121b,1211. "Las minas hay que clavarlas bien para que no se la lleve el viento"b,121b,121Translation-Make sure you nail your women good so she doesnt get blown away by the wind. b,121b,1212. "A las mujers tratalas bien, no le peges, comprale cosas lindas...pero nunca trates de enterderlas, porque nunce podras y te vas a volver loco tratando"b,121b,121Trans: Treat women good, dont hit them and buy them nice things, but dont ever try to understand how they think, cus you can't and you'll go crazy trying to.b,121b,1213. "La mujer coje con quien quiere, el hombre con quien puede"b,121b,121Trans: Women F*ck who they want, men F*ck who they can!
b,1211. "Las minas hay que clavarlas bien para que no se la lleve el viento"
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b,121Translation-Make sure you nail your women good so she doesnt get blown away by the wind.
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b,1212. "A las mujers tratalas bien, no le peges, comprale cosas lindas...pero nunca trates de enterderlas, porque nunce podras y te vas a volver loco tratando"
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b,121Trans: Treat women good, dont hit them and buy them nice things, but dont ever try to understand how they think, cus you can't and you'll go crazy trying to.
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b,1213. "La mujer coje con quien quiere, el hombre con quien puede"
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b,121Trans: Women F*ck who they want, men F*ck who they can!
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b,1211. "Las minas hay que clavarlas bien para que no se la lleve el viento"
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b,121Translation-Make sure you nail your women good so she doesnt get blown away by the wind.
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b,1212. "A las mujers tratalas bien, no le peges, comprale cosas lindas...pero nunca trates de enterderlas, porque nunce podras y te vas a volver loco tratando"
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b,121Trans: Treat women good, dont hit them and buy them nice things, but dont ever try to understand how they think, cus you can't and you'll go crazy trying to.
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b,1213. "La mujer coje con quien quiere, el hombre con quien puede"
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b,121Trans: Women F*ck who they want, men F*ck who they can!
b,121-This one happens on Friday nights when neither of us feels like cooking. Now me, I'll roll with ordering in anything to eat because I'm not picky. But wifey, she's picky as a mofo so, trying to cut down on the complexity, I'll defer to her.
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b,121Her: What you want to order for dinner?
b,121Me: I don't care, whatever you want, hon.
b,121Her: I don't know what I want, you go ahead and order something.
b,121Me: No T**i, I know you're kinda picky so you pick what we eat and I'll roll with it.
b,121Her: Go ahead P*****k, you make the order. I'll eat whatever you choose.
b,121(side bar) I know this is a trap, but my dumb ass falls for it anyway.
b,121Me: OK, I'll order a pizza from Pasiano's.
b,121Her: You always want Italian, I don't want that.
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b,121Didn't she say she'd eat whatever I picked? Wtf!
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b,121Women outlive their male spouses because they kill them with complexity. I use to live a simple life as a batchelor. Now, I gotta deal with:
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b,1211. "The questions."
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b,121-ANY married man knows what I'm talking about. You put on your clothes, ready to walk out the crib with wifey for dinner, then she says:
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b,121"You're gonna wear that shirt?"
b,121Me: Yeah, why?
b,121Her: I don't think it goes with those pants. Where you get that shirt, anyway?
b,121Me: I don't remember.
b,121Her: What do you mean you don't remember, you bought it didn't you?
b,121Me: I guess so, but it's been some time ago.
b,121Her: Did you buy it to go with those pants?
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b,121I think you get the gist, and to think I just wanted to go to dinner, but it became a Q&A session.
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b,1212. "Whatever you want, dear?"
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b,121-This one happens on Friday nights when neither of us feels like cooking. Now me, I'll roll with ordering in anything to eat because I'm not picky. But wifey, she's picky as a mofo so, trying to cut down on the complexity, I'll defer to her.
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b,121Her: What you want to order for dinner?
b,121Me: I don't care, whatever you want, hon.
b,121Her: I don't know what I want, you go ahead and order something.
b,121Me: No T**i, I know you're kinda picky so you pick what we eat and I'll roll with it.
b,121Her: Go ahead P*****k, you make the order. I'll eat whatever you choose.
b,121(side bar) I know this is a trap, but my dumb ass falls for it anyway.
b,121Me: OK, I'll order a pizza from Pasiano's.
b,121Her: You always want Italian, I don't want that.
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b,1213. "Obsessive-compulsiveness."
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b,121-I'm a pretty matter-of-fact type of guy, far different than most women I know. I find women will obsess about farting and it can be really irritating. Here is a sample scenario.
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b,121Her: I want to take the trash from the new place (the house) and dump it in the dumpsters at the (old) apartment.
b,121(side bar) Mind you, it's Saturday morning.
b,121Me: Why should we do that hon, when Midco (the trash collectors) come by on Monday morning? Can't we just put the cardboard and trash out then?
b,121Her: I just wanna get rid of the stuff now so it won't pile up.
b,121Me: Why go through the trouble of loading up trash bags in the trunk (of both our cars), driving them 5 miles away, and dropping them in dumpsters when the trash pick-up comes to our house on Monday?
b,121Her: I just want it gone.
b,121Me: Why are you so dead set on this? It seems silly.
b,121Her: Don't you worry about then, I'll take the trash in my car!
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b,121This is another one of those wtf moments. I can quote about twenty more of these where a woman does obsessive-compulsive, seemingly crazy shit that makes perfect fuskin' sense to her, yet I'm fuskin' baffled. You should've heard the conversation about buying decorative bathroom sets (e.g., matching soapdish, toothbrush holder, cups, trash can, etc.).
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b,121Her: What do you think of this set?
b,121Me: I think it looks nice.
b,121Her: I like it too, but I'm not sure if those browns (of the toothbrush holder and trash can) match exactly.
b,121Me: What are you talking about, they're from the same set?
b,121Her: No, the brown in the trash can is darker.
b,121Me: T**i, it's a trash can. It'll sit on the ground, no one will notice the diference in color anyway.
b,121Her (in that shrieky, agitated tone): Well, I don't like and I don't care what you say. I know what I want in the bathroom and that's it!
b,121Me: I gotta go, I can't deal with this shit! You sound crazy!
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b,121I stepped off because I could feel myself getting agitated by the seemingly ridiculous obsessive-compulsiveness of the trash can/tooth brush holder dilemma, and I felt the situation escalating.
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b,121This kind of shit is why TV producers make sitcoms based upon marriage. Don't get it twisted, I dearly love my wife, but women can be weird and excrutiatingly complex at times. Men are simple!!!
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b,121-This one happens on Friday nights when neither of us feels like cooking. Now me, I'll roll with ordering in anything to eat because I'm not picky. But wifey, she's picky as a mofo so, trying to cut down on the complexity, I'll defer to her.
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b,121Her: What you want to order for dinner?
b,121Me: I don't care, whatever you want, hon.
b,121Her: I don't know what I want, you go ahead and order something.
b,121Me: No T**i, I know you're kinda picky so you pick what we eat and I'll roll with it.
b,121Her: Go ahead P*****k, you make the order. I'll eat whatever you choose.
b,121(side bar) I know this is a trap, but my dumb ass falls for it anyway.
b,121Me: OK, I'll order a pizza from Pasiano's.
b,121Her: You always want Italian, I don't want that.
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b,121according to Men's Health magazine, one way of telling if a woman is interested is by her response to the following:
b,1211) Start by looking in her eyes
b,1212) In less than a second, glance over her body, not concentrating on any particular feature
b,1213) Resume eye contact
b,121If she smiles, she's interested
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b,121let me know if it works elise.
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b,121-This one happens on Friday nights when neither of us feels like cooking. Now me, I'll roll with ordering in anything to eat because I'm not picky. But wifey, she's picky as a mofo so, trying to cut down on the complexity, I'll defer to her.
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b,121Her: What you want to order for dinner?
b,121Me: I don't care, whatever you want, hon.
b,121Her: I don't know what I want, you go ahead and order something.
b,121Me: No T**i, I know you're kinda picky so you pick what we eat and I'll roll with it.
b,121Her: Go ahead P*****k, you make the order. I'll eat whatever you choose.
b,121(side bar) I know this is a trap, but my dumb ass falls for it anyway.
b,121Me: OK, I'll order a pizza from Pasiano's.
b,121Her: You always want Italian, I don't want that.
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b,1212. "Whatever you want, dear?"
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b,121-This one happens on Friday nights when neither of us feels like cooking. Now me, I'll roll with ordering in anything to eat because I'm not picky. But wifey, she's picky as a mofo so, trying to cut down on the complexity, I'll defer to her.
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b,121Her: What you want to order for dinner?
b,121Me: I don't care, whatever you want, hon.
b,121Her: I don't know what I want, you go ahead and order something.
b,121Me: No T**i, I know you're kinda picky so you pick what we eat and I'll roll with it.
b,121Her: Go ahead P*****k, you make the order. I'll eat whatever you choose.
b,121(side bar) I know this is a trap, but my dumb ass falls for it anyway.
b,121Me: OK, I'll order a pizza from Pasiano's.
b,121Her: You always want Italian, I don't want that.
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b,121This shit is universal. My wife never knows what she wants to eat, but she always knows what she doesn't want to eat. Oh and if it is close to the house or we have it in the fridge already, then it just doesn't sound good.
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font class="post"1b,121b,121Yeah, they love to "ask" us (yeah, right) to make that extra trip out to get something. Then, what gets me is that they'll have the nerve to complain if we mess up the order. I'll say something like:b,121b,121-"I wish I could lie on the couch and wait for the order to arrive."b,121b,121orb,121b,121-(in response to driving complaints) "It's real easy to sit in the peanut gallery and complain. Why don't you drive if you have so much to say? But oh, you prefer me 'Driving Miss T**i' all around town, huh?"b,121b,121Peace,b,121b,121Big Stacks from Kakalak
my girl gets up A LOT earlier than me...she gets up at 6, even times where I have been out late and crawl into bed at 3AM, she feels that 6AM is a good time to interview me...about things like "what do you want to have for dinner tomorrow night?" WTF!?!?! I know she likes to plan meals, but come on!!!!!!!!!!
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