I knew that would get your attention.
A couple of you got upset with me for giving guys hell about their cute little foibles (like not being able to find things and liking flatulence jokes). Okay, I was totally objectifying–I know some of you prefer blonde jokes.
In truth, I love men. Yes, I tease, but it’s just to get a rise, create a little conflict, foster debate. All of which I also love.
So, today, just because, I’ll tell you a few reasons why I adore the hairier sex:
1. Men’s bodies are hard, even when they’re soft. They have a different feel to them than women’s bodies, as if the bones are closer to the skin. I like that. I especially like the contrast between hard and soft. Between woman and man.
2. Men are witty. I think many men learn humor as a defense mechanism early in life, but that’s okay. It works. I read blogs by women for content and emotion. I read blogs by men to laugh. It’s true. Think about the blogs you read and why. Yes, lots of the women are funny too, but in a different way. They’re funny-neurotic or funny-silly, but rarely do they express themselves with that punny male wit that I’m drawn to.
3. Men aren’t particularly good multi-taskers. Girls, this is a good thing. Yes, they can’t watch a sports game and talk to you at the same time, but so what? It means when they’re focused, they’re focused. And that means in bed too.
4. Men can lift things that I can’t. I’m pretty strong for a medium-height female who weighs around 128 pounds. But, I can’t pick up my sofa. As far as I’m concerned, the primary reason for sexual dimorphism is furniture re-arrangement.
5. Hmmmmmmm. I could get naughty here, but…we’re keeping it PG-13. Right. So let’s just say men have body parts that women don’t have, and, as far as I’m concerned, that is a very good thing.
6. Now I’m at a loss for words, because, well, certain sparks are firing off in certain of my body parts with all this talk about men and how great they are, so….
7. You may continue the conversation if you wish.
Kisses to all who are male.
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Now I see why you get CJ’s jokes.
You enjoy the punniness.
Well, I guess next time some woman tells me, “My, what big wit you have!” I’ll take it as a “huge” compliment.
You forgot the ever necessary jar-opening skills.
I resemble these remarks! (not). Does that mean my manhood is lacking? Likely so.
Chad, I have a couple of jar-opening tricks!
And, yes, you do have a big wit.
Punny, jackt.
Autumn, you’re right! I do think CJ’s funny (he’s also my favorite kind of guy–cute AND nerdy).
I would take issue with your comment about our “cute little foibles.” Some of us have great big honkin’ foibles
Mmmm, EM kisses.
Again, I think it explains why you read my blog…except that I’ve kind of trailed off on the whole “humor” thing lately…
I once got my foibles mixed up with my fart jokes. My-oh-my what a long hard day that turned out to be.
-J
My response.
“witty” thing Hubby said few days ago as he was planning a power point for his Tech Class for his Masters of Arts in Teaching -
“Honey, what was that cartoon for kids about the government? You know, that Kid Rock thing?”
I dissolve into fits of laughter.
“Okay, what was it called? Was it Jailhouse Rock?”
I’m writhing on the floor barely able to breath as he continues to ask before I gasp, “Schoolhouse Rock.”
I do love a good laugh, and it’s helpful to have a man around for that.
have to add this as well - I love having someone around who will get rid of the decapitated bunny my cat left as a present on our porch
…or can change out a lightbulb I can’t reach. That’s from the female midget’s perspective, of which I am certainly one at 5′2″.