Men are better than Women or Women or better than men....the argument ever ends?
Reminds me off - "It’s Coffee, No It’s Toffee" or "The Egg was first, No the Chicken was first" :).I know, Imagine this, I was sitting the other day with two women and this topic started....I’m sure you guessed which direction the argument seem to be heading.... Yes, Men are scumbags....period!!
So, I’m trying to tell the gal of my life along with her best friend, who kicked my butt, fortunately it was verbal, it was in our first meeting. I assume she doesn’t abuse phyisically.... ....lol. What a way to get to know your gal friends, best friend.... anyways back to the topic...
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I’m telling these two lovely ladies ( I know I shouldn’t call them lovely...even after they tell me Men are Scumbags) I have to dude......at least now let me try and prove that, Men are not scumbags nor are women....Yes, it’s not men or women who are scum bags.... gendering/ generalising is totally wrong, It’s the people that we meet could end up becoming scumbags...it could either be a Penis or a Vagina (the way she would put it ) stop thinking dirty.
Many of us have sat around trying to argue men are better than women or women are better than men, but the whole argument is pointless coz 90%(Hoping only 90%) of the Women would say men are Scumbags and 90% of the men would say women are Scumbags. I think we should ask a hermaphrodites or dudes with boobs (No Offense).... they might be the only beings that could determine this without being bias.
There I’m trying to prove a point and all I can hear is Men are scumbags...it was like my head was a bell and they kept banging ...Men are scumbagssssssssss......Men are scumbagssssssss....... :( :(. So I think to myself...should I just hold my horses, as the milieu was too good to waste on an argument like this and which would never end. Our table was severed with a nice plate of potatoes and bacon and drinks, my drink was a disappointment, actually wanted the “Tom Yum” based drink but out of luck. Anyhow, during the argument it was stated there are exceptions or men aren’t scumbags unless proven.
But never the less....even thou I was not thru with my argument the other day. Don’t think would ever be able to get thru it and proving to the women, men aren’t or proving to the men, women aren’t.
Personally, think it a freaking waste of time trying to argue on this topic....
Saturday, October 15, 2011
Sunday, October 9, 2011
Kya Karoon... Actually Kya Lickhoo :)!!!
I'm in the mood to write (Seriously, I know). Wait, the trouble is I'm still processing the topics. I know a good writer/blogger would have a topic in mind and then start...I have a few and still processing. "Please Wait........" In the meanwhile you can grab something to eat :)
"Processing complete" I will write about me.... Ya, I know Boring (booooo)!!
"The Monkey" of mandapam road- Family Dr, or "Kuta"- Sister's for bullying them, it means "dog" in Sindhi. I know it means the same in too Hindi thanks :). "Brat"-Colleagues, I wonder why sometime, really not a Brat anymore, and "Monkeyboy"- she hasn't told me why thou :).
I think enough of the intro, I can go on and on like my gal says....still talking....ur still talkiiiiing...the lips are still moving :(. I'm sure she would love them to move.... lol!!! Now, I recall why "Brat" :).
Actually, I' m just a regular guy from your vicinity (Ok I referred the Dictionary...oops don't tell anyone), who loves to stay outdoors with friends, family or with my new addition to my life, the better or bitter or adorable half (she is my Adorable half).
I love been with people, that I care about and love. I HATE been alone. Why would you wanna be alone? You could call me a people person... thou less these days.
I always say life's too short to think and is wasted by been alone...I know they say it’s good, giving yourself time and Blah blah blah.... But you have all the time when you’re asleep or doing KAKA (like the way she says it- perfect timing too) or bathing or maybe travelling to work.
I still remember, a friend of mine once quoted, what my dad said to him on Sunday morning- Brat (yes thts me), left home @ 9AM(Saturday), stating he would be back in "5 mins".(lol!! I know) if you want you can wait for him. I don't know when he, would be back. Now looking back at those times, I freaking miss the way I lived life.... it was sure crazy but it was fun too. I think to myself growing up sucks in many ways and has very lil advantages like having sex maybe(hehe)......... Then why grow up? Good question anyone got an answer? Don’t give me the lecture about commitments and responsibility please....
As a Teen, lived life like an Animal, careless and free(Like the Savage Garden Song) I still remember running on those streets bare feet, crossing without looking behind...playing till mom screams at me and my friends :), watching television shows till late nite....getting wet and dirty( hold your pervert mind) in the rain.
Back then did loads and loads of crazy things like Kaka(not when someone eats a bite) in the Taj Connemara pool ....hell ya, the 5 star hotel in chennai.....:), I guess I was 5 something.... hope they don't read this post, anyways who cares.. If you think that's crazy what would you say if told you I peed on a 25kgs bag of rice yes peed lol....was locked in the store room when I, was a kid don't ask me how old(the latter is censored)...... I guess will stop for now.
Will tell you more some other time.
BFN
"Processing complete" I will write about me.... Ya, I know Boring (booooo)!!
"The Monkey" of mandapam road- Family Dr, or "Kuta"- Sister's for bullying them, it means "dog" in Sindhi. I know it means the same in too Hindi thanks :). "Brat"-Colleagues, I wonder why sometime, really not a Brat anymore, and "Monkeyboy"- she hasn't told me why thou :).
I think enough of the intro, I can go on and on like my gal says....still talking....ur still talkiiiiing...the lips are still moving :(. I'm sure she would love them to move.... lol!!! Now, I recall why "Brat" :).
Actually, I' m just a regular guy from your vicinity (Ok I referred the Dictionary...oops don't tell anyone), who loves to stay outdoors with friends, family or with my new addition to my life, the better or bitter or adorable half (she is my Adorable half).
I love been with people, that I care about and love. I HATE been alone. Why would you wanna be alone? You could call me a people person... thou less these days.
I always say life's too short to think and is wasted by been alone...I know they say it’s good, giving yourself time and Blah blah blah.... But you have all the time when you’re asleep or doing KAKA (like the way she says it- perfect timing too) or bathing or maybe travelling to work.
I still remember, a friend of mine once quoted, what my dad said to him on Sunday morning- Brat (yes thts me), left home @ 9AM(Saturday), stating he would be back in "5 mins".(lol!! I know) if you want you can wait for him. I don't know when he, would be back. Now looking back at those times, I freaking miss the way I lived life.... it was sure crazy but it was fun too. I think to myself growing up sucks in many ways and has very lil advantages like having sex maybe(hehe)......... Then why grow up? Good question anyone got an answer? Don’t give me the lecture about commitments and responsibility please....
As a Teen, lived life like an Animal, careless and free(Like the Savage Garden Song) I still remember running on those streets bare feet, crossing without looking behind...playing till mom screams at me and my friends :), watching television shows till late nite....getting wet and dirty( hold your pervert mind) in the rain.
Back then did loads and loads of crazy things like Kaka(not when someone eats a bite) in the Taj Connemara pool ....hell ya, the 5 star hotel in chennai.....:), I guess I was 5 something.... hope they don't read this post, anyways who cares.. If you think that's crazy what would you say if told you I peed on a 25kgs bag of rice yes peed lol....was locked in the store room when I, was a kid don't ask me how old(the latter is censored)...... I guess will stop for now.
Will tell you more some other time.
BFN
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