I Love Being a Guy, I Love Being A Guy, I Love Being A Guy...
I love being a guy. I mean, I really love it. I don't think that I can ever trully express how deeply I feel about this issue. Why do I like being male? The main reason...ONE MAJOR PHYSICAL CHANGE IN LIFE. Puberty. Yes, if you are a female you have at least 4 times in your life that your body can change. Maybe more, but I am a guy, so I don't know all what goes on in your systems. Anyway, I found this list a few years ago. It is nothing new, but I liked it then, and I like it now. I picked out only a few and listed them here. You will have to check the site if you want them all...there are many more.
Top Reasons its Great to be a Guy
# Phone conversations are over in 30 seconds flat.
# You know stuff about tanks.
# Your bathroom lines are 80% shorter.
# You can open all your own jars.
# Guys in hockey masks don't attack you.
# You can go to the bathroom without a support group.
# You can leave a hotel bed unmade.
# You can kill your own food.
# You get extra credit for the slightest act of thoughtfulness.
# None of your coworkers have the power to make you cry.
# You can write your name in the snow.
# Chocolate is just another snack.
# You can quietly enjoy a car ride from the passenger seat.
# You never have to worry about other people's feelings.
# You can say anything and not worry about what people think.
# Car mechanics tell you the truth.
# The world is your urinal.
# One mood, all the time.
# You can admire Clint Eastwood without starving yourself to look like him.
# You never have to drive to another gas station because this one's just too icky.
# Same work....more pay.
# You don't mooch off others' desserts.
# People never glance at your chest when your talking to them.
# If an other guy shows up at the party in the same outfit, you might become lifelong buddies.
# The occasional well-rendered belch is practically expected.
# You think the idea of punting a small dog is funny. (My favorite one...so true)
# If something mechanical doesn't work, you can bash it with a hammer and throw it across the room.
# Your pals can be trusted never to trap you with: "So...notice anything different?"
Top Reasons its Great to be a Guy
# Phone conversations are over in 30 seconds flat.
# You know stuff about tanks.
# Your bathroom lines are 80% shorter.
# You can open all your own jars.
# Guys in hockey masks don't attack you.
# You can go to the bathroom without a support group.
# You can leave a hotel bed unmade.
# You can kill your own food.
# You get extra credit for the slightest act of thoughtfulness.
# None of your coworkers have the power to make you cry.
# You can write your name in the snow.
# Chocolate is just another snack.
# You can quietly enjoy a car ride from the passenger seat.
# You never have to worry about other people's feelings.
# You can say anything and not worry about what people think.
# Car mechanics tell you the truth.
# The world is your urinal.
# One mood, all the time.
# You can admire Clint Eastwood without starving yourself to look like him.
# You never have to drive to another gas station because this one's just too icky.
# Same work....more pay.
# You don't mooch off others' desserts.
# People never glance at your chest when your talking to them.
# If an other guy shows up at the party in the same outfit, you might become lifelong buddies.
# The occasional well-rendered belch is practically expected.
# You think the idea of punting a small dog is funny. (My favorite one...so true)
# If something mechanical doesn't work, you can bash it with a hammer and throw it across the room.
# Your pals can be trusted never to trap you with: "So...notice anything different?"
posted by Original Blog-surfer | 8:11 PM
4 Comments:
S-S... let's show the man why it's so good to be a woman. Reason #1, multiple orgasms
Reason #2: Boobies. All girls have to do is just look down, and there they are: boobies. Damn, I would never leave the house!
Y'all have penises.
I would like one of them on my own.
Attached to a good man. Orlando Bloom.
Lord, hear my prayer.
And not a latex one this time, please
Penises.... yea, I guess we do.... but boobies...!!! I mean, hell, you look down and there they are: a big pair of plump boobies just sitting there and you can do anything you want to them because THEY ARE YOURS!! I can't get over that. Again, I would never leave my house. Hell, I would never have a problem in the world. My boss at work would give me shit, "You'll never amount to anything!!" and I'd be all like, "Hey!!!" Then I look down and my boobs, rub them a little and then be like, "See this? Can you do this?" And he'd be all like, "No." And then I'd be like, "Exactly.... boobies..."
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