You want to impress me?
Do housework.
No woman ever shot a man while he was doing housework.
Will this one do?
You want to impress me?
Do housework.
No woman ever shot a man while he was doing housework.
That kid looks like he's about 16.
Will this one do?
That kid looks like he's about 16.
Alan, is that your rib injury beneath the fotolia" tattoo on your ribcage?
Here I fixed it...now I won't feel like a dirty old woman when I look at him...That kid looks like he's about 16.
See, it's that "talent" thing again.If I were dating today at my age, I wouldn't give a whit about a guy's salary before hopping into bed with him.
See, it's that "talent" thing again.
Forget my etchings in this economy. Wanna see my benefits package?I think this was also referred to as his "benefits package". ahem.
You want to impress me?
Do housework.
No woman ever shot a man while he was doing housework.
Khan, your statement reminded me of a joke I heard some years back. I was able to find a written copy, isn't the net great? You will love it if you haven't already heard.
So here it is:
A woman is sitting at a bar enjoying an after work cocktail with her girlfriends when an exceptionally tall, handsome, middle-aged man enters.
He is so striking that the woman can not take her eyes off him. The man notices her overly attentive stares and walks directly toward her.
Before she can offer her apologies for rudely staring he leans over and whispers, “I’ll do anything, absolutely anything that you want me to do for $20… But, on one condition.”
Flabbergasted, the woman asks what the condition is.
The man replies, “You have to tell me what you want me to do in just three words.”
The woman considers his proposition for a moment and then removes a $20 bill from her purse, which she presses into the man’s hand along with her address.
She then looks deeply into his eyes, and slowly, and meaningfully says, “Clean my house!”
Aw, shucks, you had me up until that first condition. I'm not too excited about the second, third, and fourth ones either.This means they are gainfully employed, preferably in something respectable, can dress and act appropriately in social settings, and have the same general life goals and experiences. That's pretty much the low bar.
Khan, your statement reminded me of a joke I heard some years back. I was able to find a written copy, isn't the net great? You will love it if you haven't already heard.
So here it is:
A woman is sitting at a bar enjoying an after work cocktail with her girlfriends when an exceptionally tall, handsome, middle-aged man enters.
He is so striking that the woman can not take her eyes off him. The man notices her overly attentive stares and walks directly toward her.
Before she can offer her apologies for rudely staring he leans over and whispers, “I’ll do anything, absolutely anything that you want me to do for $20… But, on one condition.”
Flabbergasted, the woman asks what the condition is.
The man replies, “You have to tell me what you want me to do in just three words.”
The woman considers his proposition for a moment and then removes a $20 bill from her purse, which she presses into the man’s hand along with her address.
She then looks deeply into his eyes, and slowly, and meaningfully says, “Clean my house!”
I hope my wife finds out in a few years.Do you know how wonderful it is to come home from work to a clean house and weeded garden and dinner cooking?
But men looking for "trophy wifes" should not wonder that these wifes are looking for salary kings.