We might seem pretty odd, but men
aren’t the craziest of the two sexes though. Guys, just go on a
date and you’ll find out for yourself. I
took my last girlfriend out to eat and she thought her toothpick was an eating
utensil. Here I had already eaten a
steak and she only had three peas. Then
she went to the restroom to cough them up.
She was one crazy chick! She
would buy half of the produce section just so she could apply the food to her
face before bed. The first stages of
dating are always a delight aren’t they?
- “You’re a Virgo and your favorite color is blue too?!! No Way!!
Weird, we are so alike! This is
crazy, oh my God!!”
Women are definitely from Venus,
they make it seem like they’re interested in smooth guys, but they’re actually
into the nerdy guys a lot more. They’re
just afraid of what their friends would think of him, so they find guys who
their friends will approve of. Then
they’re shocked when they find their best friend in bed with their boyfriend.
Then there are the women who are
more attracted to dead presidents than their lovers. They always want to know where I work, how
much I make, and what kind of car I drive.
- “Wanna go out for some coffee?”
- “I don’t know, maybe. You look
familiar, where do you work?”
- “Al’s Donut Hut.”
- “Oh really? Well, do you drive a Mustang?”
- “No, an Escort.”
- “Oh, well I’m not a coffee drinker, sorry.”
They don’t even care what the guy
is like. He just has to have a nice car
and a lot of cash.
- “I’m engaged to a doctor, he drives a Ferrari! Have you seen it?”
- “No, have you seen him?!
The guy looks like he works for the circus!!”
All they see is green. I think they forget to put them
little glasses on when they go tanning or something. By the way, I think women look hot when
they’re tan, but sometimes enough is enough.
- “Dave, this is my girlfriend Amy, she’s orange. Isn’t she so cute? She’s my little tangerine.”
Girls tell me they don’t like me
because I’m too nice. Where the heck am I, in the Twilight Zone?!
You would think being nice was a good thing. I think girls want a guy with ‘edge’. Whatever the heck ‘edge’ is, I don’t have
any. I wouldn’t consider myself Greg
Brady, but on the other hand, I’m no Vin Diesel. Women want a tall guy with muscles who has
nothing on his mind besides sports and tools.
A guy who wears expensive clothes, drives an
expensive car with an expensive stereo system in it. A guy who looks like he can
beat the living crap out of anybody who stands in his way. A guy with nice teeth, fancy hair, a pretty
face, and its a bonus if the guy walks like he’s
carrying luggage. Ladies want a man who
knows his car parts more than he knows his own family. Then the guy can fix their car for the price of
some quick sex. I honestly think I’m
single because I don’t know jack about cars, I just eat little ones made of
chocolate.
With women everything is, “Me, Me, Me!!”.
It’s all about, “Me”. They want and want....and want.
- “Listen to me, how do I look? Look at me!
You’re not even looking at me!
What do you want from me? Don’t
you care about me? Did you hear what I
said?! All you care about is sports!!”
- “Oh
yeah? Well, all you care about is you!!!”
Women love options. They love variety. They have to get the next best thing. Whether its flashy colors, items that shine, things that glow, stuff that smells nice, or
just about anything that sparkles, girls will want it.