Sorry to have been silent all week, but it’s been a little busy at the Twisted house. We now have softball practice 3 days a week and that makes for a hectic brain…namely mine. But I have a feeling I’ll be able to make it up to you…or not. Here we go!
Does saying “fuck you” to your spouse ever go well in an argument?
I could give this a flat “no” but I think I need to qualify my answer. Besides, a simple no doesn’t do the situation justice because if you’re saying “fuck you” to your spouse, you’re beyond pissed.
Men and women are so different in their meanings when they say “fuck you” that you really do need an interpreter. If a woman says “fuck you”, what she really means is “I wouldn’t fuck you if your dick was made of gold and you shot hundred dollar bills and gold bullion.” Or, on the flipside, she may have a strap on that she’s just been dying to try out and “fuck you” means you just volunteered to be her guinea pig. “Fuck you” is a deeply personal thing with us. We are probably plotting your untimely demise at this point and we mean for you to rein your shit in before you end up with your clothes on the front yard and an attorney up your ass. We are serious. We generally know how to wield a knife with efficiency (all that kitchen time, ya know). Guys, at this point, you should shut the fuck up and repeat the following: “You’re right, dear. I’m sorry.”
If a man says ” fuck you” it generally means that he’s out of things to say. You’ve made him mad. He doesn’t agree with your point of view and is adamant about his stance being the right one. Of course, women are more emotional and we can think of words to express ourselves in the heat of battle. Guys just see red and blow up. Guys, “fuck you” is seriously the wrong thing to say to your wife. Why? She may decide never to fuck YOU again.
Why do nice guys finish last? Why do women go for dirtbags? Why is being treated special a bad thing?
Nice guys don’t always finish last. Sometimes they finish next to last. But seriously, if I actually knew the answer to this question, I’d be rich beyond Gates, Jobs and all their wildest wet dreams. Heff would come to me for advice. That would be so cool, but he’s not knocking on my door or calling me.
The dirtbag thing is pretty weird, really. We don’t always like heights or extreme sports or speed, but dammit we LOVE a dirtbag. They’re our adrenalin rush. And of course, our womanly charms will surely change a bad man into a good one. It’s total horseshit, but for a brief fleeting moment, we buy into it. A lot of women just don’t get that guys don’t change. I’ve accepted it. Besides, someone has to marry the dicks of this world. Otherwise, the world would be unbalanced and there would be no more bullies or insensitive men to make us appreciate the good guys.
The gist of it is that if you want a woman to appreciate you for the good guy that you are, find a woman who has suffered a bunch of assholes before you. SHE will appreciate the courtesy and respect that you give her. But she’ll have baggage along with that appreciation. Just try to understand that while she may have more baggage than Paris Hilton, she’ll love you for the man that you are, not the potential asshole you could be.
Why is it hard for some people to understand that, once lost, integrity and trust are pretty much impossible to restore?
Such a serious question deserves a serious answer. So here goes….
It is human nature to give trust and faith in a person until they prove that our faith in them was misguided. And despite all the times we’ve been screwed over and hurt by other people, we still have faith in our fellow man. It’s hope. Plain and simple. We have hope that the next person that we give our trust to won’t stomp it into oblivion.
Why don’t they get it? Honestly, they don’t get it until someone does it to them. I think a lot of times, they think that they’ll get away with it and you’ll blindly put your faith in them again because you’ve done in the past and oh, aren’t they so cute and…yeah. It’s a hard lesson to learn. But it’s a lesson they have to learn on their own.
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