Tdarcos wrote:You know, when a woman tells how her feet hurt when she gets home from work, she doesn't want the guy to tell her to buy sensible shoes, she wants him to sympathize with her.
I think this might be the one sentence of yours that you have the absolute least amount of life experience with. Not that it stopped you from talking like you're some kind of an intergalactic expert on all the topics anyway.
Let's go through it line by line, shall we?
You know, when a woman tells how
This is coming from your YEARS OF EXPERIENCE living with women, Tdarcos? You better end this sentence with, "many feet the restraining order calls for."
how her feet hurt when she gets home from work
You have no feeling in your feet and you can't hold a steady job. So you're up to three things that you have absolutely zero real-life experience with, and we haven't even gotten to the period yet. I don't mean the thing that women always seemed to be on when you were a younger, more mobile man, I mean the grammar one.
she doesn't want the guy to tell her to buy sensible shoes
Or, in the land of Tdarconese, "all-weather radials."
she wants him to sympathize with her.
This is what you think? Because you read it scouring Yahoo! Answers looking for the lives of others to ruin?
All of your knowledge about the outside world comes from situation comedies, blog posts and whatever news the pizza guy can give you as he exchanges the money for the pie. Don't get too big for your britches, pal. You go ahead and draw a circle on a piece of paper. You can trace around your legs as a guide. I'll draw a dot on a post-it out here. That's the distance between you and how close you are to giving advice to anyone in the real world.
We're men
In the sense that you can't cook, I guess.
and when what we think is another man expressing a problem, we come up with a solution.
Not looking for a solution! Although it's really my fault to think that you had the necessary perception to gauge the depth of my problem with you kitted out with one fucking good eye.
The real problem in your house is not your inability to get decent wireless coverage. The problem is that there are two pussies there.
Yes, not wanting to have a network cable strung BEHIND MOLDING (which I let go before, you stupid fuck -- you can't put fucking network cable behind molding as it's flush to the wall, which you'd know if you'd ever lived in a place that had mold somewhere besides the sink and your spokes) with it CROSSING OVER to the FLOOR causing a BUMP that would cause anyone to trip over it, except for you, Professor XXXL, makes us all fey.
Moron.
Make your next cooking video on how my ass taste.
[quote="Tdarcos"]You know, when a woman tells how her feet hurt when she gets home from work, she doesn't want the guy to tell her to buy sensible shoes, she wants him to sympathize with her.[/quote]
I think this might be the one sentence of yours that you have the absolute least amount of life experience with. Not that it stopped you from talking like you're some kind of an intergalactic expert on all the topics anyway.
Let's go through it line by line, shall we?
[quote]You know, when a woman tells how[/quote]
This is coming from your YEARS OF EXPERIENCE living with women, Tdarcos? You better end this sentence with, "many feet the restraining order calls for."
[quote]how her feet hurt when she gets home from work[/quote]
You have no feeling in your feet and you can't hold a steady job. So you're up to three things that you have absolutely zero real-life experience with, and we haven't even gotten to the period yet. I don't mean the thing that women always seemed to be on when you were a younger, more mobile man, I mean the grammar one.
[quote]she doesn't want the guy to tell her to buy sensible shoes[/quote]
Or, in the land of Tdarconese, "all-weather radials."
[quote]she wants him to sympathize with her.[/quote]
This is what you think? Because you read it scouring Yahoo! Answers looking for the lives of others to ruin?
All of your knowledge about the outside world comes from situation comedies, blog posts and whatever news the pizza guy can give you as he exchanges the money for the pie. Don't get too big for your britches, pal. You go ahead and draw a circle on a piece of paper. You can trace around your legs as a guide. I'll draw a dot on a post-it out here. That's the distance between you and how close you are to giving advice to anyone in the real world.
[quote]We're men[/quote]
In the sense that you can't cook, I guess.
[quote]and when what we think is another man expressing a problem, we come up with a solution.[/quote]
Not looking for a solution! Although it's really my fault to think that you had the necessary perception to gauge the depth of my problem with you kitted out with one fucking good eye.
[quote]The real problem in your house is not your inability to get decent wireless coverage. The problem is that there are two pussies there.[/quote]
Yes, not wanting to have a network cable strung BEHIND MOLDING (which I let go before, you stupid fuck -- you can't put fucking network cable behind molding as it's flush to the wall, which you'd know if you'd ever lived in a place that had mold somewhere besides the sink and your spokes) with it CROSSING OVER to the FLOOR causing a BUMP that would cause anyone to trip over it, except for you, Professor XXXL, makes us all fey.
Moron.
Make your next cooking video on how my ass taste.