Category Archives: Battle of the Sexes
Men Are Just Happier People!
(Stole this from Kim du Toit’s blog. I’ve been reading his blog since I got started with blogs – over twenty years ago. Kim is one of the reasons I started my own.)
What do you expect from such simple creatures?
Your last name stays put. The garage is all yours. Wedding plans take care of themselves.
Chocolate is just another snack.
You can never be pregnant. You can wear a white T-shirt to a water park. You can wear NO shirt to a water park.
Car mechanics tell you the truth. The world is your urinal. You never have to drive to another gas station rest room because this one is just too icky. You don’t have to stop and think of which way to turn a nut on a bolt. Wrinkles add character. Wedding dress purchase: $5,000. Tux rental: $100.
People never stare at your chest when you’re talking to them.
One mood all the time. Phone conversations are over in 30 seconds flat. You know stuff about tanks. A five-day vacation requires only one suitcase. You can open all your own jars.
You get extra credit for the slightest act of thoughtfulness. If someone forgets to invite you, he or she can still be your friend.
You can sleep with 50 women a year and not be called a slut.
Everything on your face stays its original color. The same hairstyle lasts for years, maybe decades, and when you get much older, your hair ceases to be a problem altogether. You only have to shave your face and neck, and even that’s optional. You likewise have freedom of choice concerning growing a mustache.
You can play with toys all your life.
Your underwear is $8.95 for a three-pack. You are unable to see wrinkles in your clothes. You can wear shorts no matter how your legs look.
Two pairs of shoes are more than enough. New shoes don’t cut, blister, or mangle your feet.
One wallet – one color for all seasons.
You can ‘do’ your nails with a pocket knife. You can do Christmas shopping for 25 relatives on December 24 in 25 minutes. At Walgreens.
NICKNAMES. If Laura, Kate, and Sarah go out for lunch, they will call each other Laura, Kate and Sarah. If Mike, Dave and John go out, they will affectionately refer to each other as Fuckhead, Shitbrain, and Knobhead.
EATING OUT. When the bill arrives, Mike, Dave and John will each throw in $20, even though it’s only for $31.50. None of them will have anything smaller and none will actually admit they want change back. When the girls get their bill, out come the phone calculators.
MONEY. A man will pay $2 for a $1 item he needs. A woman will pay $1 for a $2 item that she doesn’t need, but “it’s on sale”.
BATHROOMS. The average man has 6 items in his bathroom: toothbrush and toothpaste, shaving cream, razor, a bar of soap, and a towel. The average number of items in the typical woman’s bathroom is 337. A man would not be able to identify more than 20 of these items.
ARGUMENTS. A woman has the last word in any argument. Anything a man says after that is the beginning of a new argument.
FUTURE. A woman worries about the future until she gets a husband. A man never worries about the future until he gets a wife.
MARRIAGE. A woman marries a man expecting he will change, but he doesn’t. A man marries a woman expecting that she won’t change, but she does.
DRESSING UP. A woman will dress up to go shopping, water the plants, empty the trash, answer the phone, read a book, and get the mail. A man will dress up for weddings and funerals.
NATURAL. Men wake up as good-looking as they went to bed. Women somehow deteriorate during the night.
OFFSPRING. Ah, children. A woman knows all about her children. She knows about dentist appointments and romances, best friends, favorite foods, secret fears, and hopes and dreams. A man is vaguely aware of some short people living in the house.
THOUGHT FOR THE DAY. A married man should forget his mistakes. There’s no use in two people remembering the same thing, forever.
SECOND THOUGHT FOR THE DAY. No man can ever be a perfect husband. The best we can ever be is “adequate”.
Progress
In a discussion with Sweetie, who is a Head Start teacher, she mentioned that some of her efforts were directed at STEM subjects for her students.
Discount the fact that her students are mostly three-year-olds and only SOME of them are potty trained. STEM subjects.
When I questioned STEM, she gave me that look and said “Yeah. Science, Technology, Engineering, Math.”
“Oh, I got that,” I said. “But do you know that the arts bunch want in on the game now. Makes it ‘STEAM’ – Science, Technology, Engineering, ARTS, and Math.”
She hadn’t heard that one. I read the wrong kind of articles, apparently.
So I continued. “And it won’t be long before the social studies and literature and history bunch jump on the train, so it’ll be ‘STEAMEE’ – Science, Technology, Engineering, Arts, Math, and Everything Else. We’ll just emphasize EVERYTHING. And when everybody’s special, nobody will be special.”
Food for Thought – 4 May 2021
Engineering
Food for Thought – 30 January 2019
Saturday Song #261
Songs that make Sweetie get mad, but shouldn’t…
Love you, baby… ’til the Sun is a tiny, cold, dark cinder…
Heh!
The Sheer Nightgown
A husband walks into Victoria ‘s Secret to purchase a sheer negligee for his wife.
He is shown several possibilities that range from $250 to $500 in price — the more sheer, the higher the price. Naturally, he opts for the most sheer item, pays the $500, and takes it home.
He presents it to his wife and asks her to go upstairs, put it on, and model it for him.
Upstairs the wife thinks (she’s no dummy), ‘I have an idea. It’s so sheer that it might as well be nothing..
I won’t put it on, but I’ll do the modelling naked, return it tomorrow, and keep the $500 refund for myself.’
She appears naked on the balcony and strikes a pose.
The husband says, ‘Good Grief! You’d think for $500, they’d at least iron it!’
He never heard the shot.
Funeral on Thursday at Noon. Closed coffin.
Women in Combat
John Cox shows why it won’t work:
I have to disagree, though. If you told my sweetie that they had a sale on purses and all she had to do was get through that bunch of guys over there and she’d have first choice, you’d see a mist of blood, a cloud of dismembered bodies, and Sweetie with a new purse. And she has an adorable butt.
Accident
A woman and a man are involved in a car accident; it’s a bad one. Both of their cars are totally demolished but amazingly neither of them are hurt.
After they crawl out of their cars, the woman says, “So you’re a man, that’s interesting. I’m a woman. Wow, just look at our cars! There’s nothing left, but fortunately we are unhurt. This must be a sign from God that we should meet and be friends and live together in peace for the rest of our days.”
Flattered, the man replied, “Oh yes, I agree with you completely!”
“This must be a sign from God!” The woman continued, “And look at this, here’s another miracle. My car is completely demolished but this bottle of wine didn’t break. Surely God wants us to drink this wine and celebrate our good fortune.”
Then she hands the bottle to the man, The man nods his head in agreement, opens it and drinks half the bottle and then hands it back to the woman.
The woman takes the bottle, immediately puts the cap back on, and hands it back to the man.
The man asks, “Aren’t you having any?”
The woman replies, “No. I think I’ll just wait for the police…”
(From one of THOSE emails)
Comparison
Women always say that giving birth is way more painful than a guy getting kicked in the nuts. There is no way to prove that they are wrong.
But a year or so after giving birth a woman will often say “It would be nice to have another child”.
You never hear a guy say, “It would be nice to get kicked in the nuts again”.
Case closed.
(From one of THOSE emails from good friend Bob)
A touching Christmas story
It being that time of the year, I humbly tender the following:
A couple was doing last minute shopping on Christmas Eve. Walking through the mall the wife looked up and noticed her husband was no where around. She became very upset.
She called her husband to ask where he was.
The husband said “Honey remember the jewelery store we went into five years ago, where you fell in love with that diamond necklace that we could not afford and I told you that I would get it for you one day?”
The wife, crying, said “Yes, I remember”.
“Well, I’m in the bar next to that jewelery store.”
(From a post on CSP Gun Talk by JimW)
One spelling mistake can destroy your life!
A husband wrote a message to his wife on his business trip and forgot to add ‘e’ at the end of a word…
“I am having such a wonderful time! Wish you were her. ”
The trial begins on Monday.
(Another one from Claude)

























