Posted on 09/17/2005 6:59:48 AM PDT by teldon30
I know what you mean
Your brain just resists absorbing one more factoid!
I just finished my reading assignment in Soc and after I few more posts its right back at it.....UGH
Dear sir, those are no ladies!
But I do know what you mean about the man-scent thing. I'm allergic to a lot of fragrances so my DH doesn't wear anything to interfere with his natual scent....mmmm!!! I love to bury my nose in him when he comes in off the river after a few hours of fishing (walleyes & stripers are hitting right now). And I hate it when he shaves because the shaving cream stinks! Tonite he's in Atlantic City at a poker tourney, so I'll have to content myself with one of his t-shirts!
If she's that bright, don't you think she could figure this one out for herself?
Men are where women are. Those who aren't don't want to be found by a woman.
I completely understand your frustration, and as someone who watched her sister in law consistently go for the trashy men (long long story that broke my heart at one point). I dont know why. I really don't.
UNDERSTOOD
Oh, if I cross your path again
Who knows where or who knows when
On some mountain without number
On some highway without end
Don't grasp my hand and say
'Fate has brought you here today'
Oh, fate is only foolin' with us, friend
(Chorus:)
Keep your distance
Keep your distance
Oh, when I feel you close to me
What can I do but fall
Keep your distance
Keep your distance
Oh, with us it must be all or none at all
(Oh, with us it must be all or none at all)
Oh, it's a desperate game we play
Throw our souls, our lives, away
On wounds that can't be mended
And debts that can't be paid
Oh, I played, and I got stung
Now I'm biting back my tongue
And sweepin' out the footprints where I strayed
(Chorus)
Keep your distance (keep your distance, keep your distance)
Oh, keep your distance (keep your distance)
Patty Loveless
Men are like wine, and women are like milk.
Men get better with age and experience,
Women just get sour and start to smell bad.There are always takers for older, high priced, fancy wine.
Nobody wants older, high-priced fancy women.
I would tend to agree, most know that if you want a "cookie", ya gotta go to the "cookie jar"
I wouldn't say it if it wasn't true. Just ask Cyborg if I would lie.
My wife recently told me of a genuinely very nice friend of hers that decided after twenty-five years to up and divorce her husband.
When my wife asked why, the woman said the guy wouldn't do anything. I mean nothing. No going out. No chores. No affection. After he retired, he spent his existence watching television, so she moved out, divorced him, and counted herself lucky.
Well guess what...now that she's dumped him, the bastard won't sit still. He bears a remarkable resemblance to someone who's just had a "ball and chain" removed. ;^)
Needless to say, the wife and I are both wondering what part of the story we're not getting.
Hey, how else am I going to know if a woman passes the test?
Sadly they've all failed.
Probably because I'm so charming.
Modest too
I have complete confidence in the truthfulness of your statement!
He was releived to be rid of his wife.
*shakes hands heartily* as they say in Master and Commander "a glass of wine with you!"
Ive been "working" (read : thinking) on that since high school. Because of life and family, have found excuses to put it off until tomorrow. But am creeping my way back into the writing fold. Right now my thoughts are taken up with some fanfiction, but I am working with some highly talented and tough writers who are giving me wonderful inspiration. I think for me half the effort involves being with other writers, and that sort of company is amazingly small where I live.
Its been a while since I have made the effort to send anything to a publisher, but I am sure you keep up to date with the Writers Market book that is published each year. I dont know the first thing about getting an agent, but there might be names listed in that book that will lead you to one. The Writers Market is highly credible in its listings and they should not lead you astray with unscrupulous agents/publishers. Usually if one of those proves to be false, the others are the first to know about it and very swift to act on it.
I would enjoy staying in touch to discuss writing! Just ping me :D
I hope you're not being sarcastic.
I'd say "overjoyed" is a more appropriate term ;^)
I can understand a guy "stickin' it out," but not being particularly enthused in his dedication.
If you don't mind me asking-- WHAT do you mean by "goth"? Are you referring to dressng the way the women on NCIS(the coroner women) does?
ANd-- BTW-- I once had a poem, that I had written a couple of years ago, when I WRONGLY thought I was about to be reunited with a long-,lost female friend of mine.
It started something like this. I'll share a little of it.(It was solely for her)
"God Sent me to You.
Once I was lonely, broken hearted and blue,
Wondering through life, without much of a clue.
Unable to find a love that was true,
Till that wonderful day, that God sent me to you".
OMG Yes!
I remember one woman in particular--I always thought she was wearing perfume.
I often complemented her on her choice of fragrance--and I am someone who dislikes women using enhancers like perfume and makeup.
When I asked her what she used to maker herself smell so good, she would look at me like I was nuts and swear she hadn't used anything that day.
I discounted that, thinking it must be the soap she uses or something.
I eventually realized it was her.
I've run across other such women since, and I now consider a woman's natural smell as a big part of my test of a woman's beauty.
(I suspect that those women who do not smell so nice to me--and I've run across a few--smell nice to some other men.
Interestingly, the women that I found the most attractive to me overall: looks and personality, were all--or almost all--those women who also naturally smelled the best to me, too.
I remember reading a few years back--I can't remember in which book--of a European peasant around 1400 or 1500, who used to seduce women by rubbing a cloth under his sweaty arms, and then later presenting that cloth to a woman to wipe the perspiration from her face after a dance.
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