Rough Rhymes

Monday, November 06, 2006

CCB. I decided not to close this blog liao. Where in the world do you come up with all those excellent rumours? Even I myself cannot think of such. And no, I was contemplating closing this blog not cause of family or personal reasons. I is plain lazy. Whatever the shit you heard or spreading, ain't true. Like I always say in style:

Fuck what you heard. It's what you're hearing.

Coming to the post, I've gotta admit that it takes solid amount of patience to actually be reading someone's blog. I swear I am not the type of guy who sits down in one place to read up on someone else's bullshit. Especially if they're only gonna be talking about how golden their balls are. But today, it was different. Praba actually sat down to actually read someone else's bullshit. And I'd say that all that patience paid dividends. I will not provide you the URL of that particular blog. (Coz I know the indians that you are) So instead, I will copy it down just so that you have a good read. And the solid story, with some editing I did, goes like this:

[One evening last week, my girlfriend and I were getting into bed. Well, the passion starts to heat up and she eventually says "I don't feel like it, I just want you to hold me." I said "WHAT??!! What was that?!" So she says the words that every boyfriend on the planet dreads to hear. "You're just not in touch with my emotional needs as a woman enough for me to satisfy your physical needs as a man." She responded to my puzzled look by saying, "Can't you just love me for who I am and not what I do for you in the bedroom?" Realizing that nothing was going to happen that night, I went to sleep.

The very next day I opted to take the day off of work to spend time with her. We went out to a nice lunch and then went shopping at a big, big unnamed department store. I walked around with her while she tried on several different very expensive outfits. She couldn't decide which one to take, so I told her we'd just buy them all. She wanted new shoes to compliment her new clothes, so I said "Lets get a pair for each outfit." We went on to the jewelry department where she picked out a pair of diamond earrings. Let me tell you, she was so excited. She must have thought she was one wave short of a shipwreck. I started to think she was testing me because she asked for a tennis bracelet when she doesn't even know how to play tennis. I think I threw her for a loop when I said "That's fine, honey." She was almost nearing sexual satisfaction from all of the excitement. Smiling with excited anticipation, she finally said "I think this is all dear, let's go to the cashier."

I could hardly contain myself when I blurted out "No honey, I don't feel like it." Her face just went completely blank as her jaw dropped with a baffled "WHAT?" I then said "Honey, I just want you to HOLD this stuff for a while. You're just not in touch with my financial needs as a man enough for me to satisfy your shopping needs as a woman." And just when she had this look like she was going to kill me, I added, "Why can't you just love me for who I am and not for the things I buy for you?" Apparently I'm not having sex tonight either. But at least that bitch knows I'm smarter than her.]

Ahh. I is loving it. I is really loving it. Now cheers to all men who were dumbfounded when the ladies said such stuff to us. Adios.

Labels: Men, Women

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