Cheers!
Posted on 03/09/2007 3:14:42 PM PST by nypokerface
Also - Pass My Shotgun!
"If we could only channel this in a positive direction..."
Like their sex drive, (the post marriage one, the beginning of the relationship sex drive does pretty good).
Amen brother.
Be careful, we are lurking and getting very angry:)
Being Friday night and all, I was hoping for it going in the other direction.
And I usually never even knew it ticked them off in the first place!
For my sanity, I gave up trying to understand years ago.
Cheers!
You men should read "For Men Only" by Jeff Feldhahn. Or, "Men Are Like Waffles, Women Like Spaghetti". It would help you to understand us and why we do some of the things we do, and why we cannot help doing some of the things we do no matter how much pain we cause ourselves...and you.
So you were married to my EX-WIFE also...LOL
I just don't understand any of them, and in my opinion, that's the way it's supposed to be.
I'll always have wine and cigars!
We don't need to read a book to comprehend why your behavior is self-destructive. You want attention and you want testicles, but God deprived you of both, so you want to vent on the nearest object, which is usually a man trying to be compassionate. On Family Feud, they asked 100 men "If you were stranded for the rest of your life on a desert island, would you rather it be with a man or a woman?" 85% said a man. They then asked the same question of 100 women, and 85% of the women said "A man." When women don't even want to be around women, don't tell us we need to read a book.
That must have been a nasty divorce.
How's the divorce going?
You got a problem wid dat? ;)
Iced tea and body armor, please.
titter
Pistol Packin' Mama
Al Dexter
Lay that pistol down, Babe.
Lay that pistol down.
Pistol packin mama
Lay that pistol down.
Oh, drinkin beer in a cabaret
Was I havin fun!
Until one night she caught me right
And now I'm on the run.
Oh, lay that pistol down, Babe.
Lay that pistol down.
Pistol packin mama
Lay that pistol down.
Oh, I'll sing you every night Bing
And I'll woo you every day.
I'll be your regular mama
And I'll put that gun away.
Oh, lay that pistol down, Babe.
Lay that pistol down.
Pistol packin mama
Lay that thing down before it goes off and hurts somebody!
Oh, she kicked out my windshield
And she hit me over the head.
She cussed and cried and said I lied
And she wished that I was dead.
Oh, lay that pistol down, Babe.
Lay that pistol down.
Pistol packin mama
Lay that pistol down.
We're 3 tough gals
From deep down Texas way.
We got no pals
They don't like the way we play.
We're a rough rootin tootin shootin trio
But you ought to see my sister Cleo
She's a terror make no error
But there ain't no nicer terror
Here's what we tell her:
Lay that pistol down, Babe.
Lay that pistol down.
Pistol packin mama
Lay that pistol down
Pappy made a batch of corn
The revenuers came.
The draugh was slow
So now they know
You can't do that to Mame.
Lay that pistol down, Babe.
Lay that pistol down.
Pistol packin mama
Lay that pistol down
Oh, singing songs in a cabaret
Was I havin fun!
Until one night it didn't seem right
And now I'm on the run.
Oh, lay that pistol down, Babe.
Lay that pistol down.
Pistol packin mama
Lay that pistol down.
Oh, pistol packin mama
Lay that pistol down.
The day of the WEEK means nothing! Haven't you figured that out yet? Kiddin with ya.
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