I am so turned off by metros that I could only read through about 3/4 of this article.
My husband is the farthest thing from a metro that there is. He likes me to buy the same shirt and pants for every day of the week. He goes hunting and fishing and he is hairy. I have to beg him to take me to the movies and he will never, ever watch a chick flick.
While I was growing up, M*A*S*H* was probably the most popular show on TV. I picked someone who doesn't even remotely resemble Alan Alda to spend the rest of my life with.
I like men to be men, not wussies.
"I like men to be men..."
AMEN to that, Sister.
I used to be metro, but now I don't care. I don't like euro stuff.... AAAAARrrtgh! Lost my train of thought listening to Susan Ostrich screech. Had to turn the TV off. I hate Fox.
Amen! That can't be said often enough!