I figured out that it was a "her" for some strange reason.Originally Posted by MoTown
OBTW, fiancee is an alternate spelling for fiancée in many English dictionaries. But, from what I've observed, knowledge of that <<accent aigu>> in é ranks right up with "seeing nauseating chick flicks" as signs that you might be a sissyboy Frenchie. Wearing cultural ignorance on your sleeve helps narrow the range of crap movies you'll be forced to endure. Vraiment!
You just don't fuck with Mxy, ever.
Period, by rule.
Find a new slant.
GENIUS! Although in Moxie's and mineses cases, we feign cultural ignorance. And even that is hard for us to do.
Winning breeds confidence. Losing breeds reality.
Fair enough. I always thought fiancee was actually just one of those words that took a hit due to the laziness of the American people - once keyboards came out it was deemed too tough to figure out place the accent, so it's no longer necessary.
If me not knowing that fiance and fiancee aren't interchangable makes me culturally ignorant, you're a very difficult man to please. I didn't realize that you were related to bukdow. And if admitting to seeing a chick flick is enough to make you lash out, you're either the biggest man's man I've ever seen, or a liar. You're going to say that you've never once went to see a crappy movie that you didn't want to see just to make your significant other happy?
By the way - that was a joke.
Yes, but I tapped her immediately afterwards to channel my outrage and wash the memories out of my brain. The only chick flick that didn't work out with was Emma, an early Gwyneth Paltrow snoozer. I fell asleep within the first 30 minutes, she got pissed off at my snoring in a movie theater, and I didn't get laid that night. My solution was to avoid movie theaters. Please don't make me PAY to see a fucking chick flick in a theater... fuck no!If me not knowing that fiance and fiancee aren't interchangable makes me culturally ignorant, you're a very difficult man to please. I didn't realize that you were related to bukdow. And if admitting to seeing a chick flick is enough to make you lash out, you're either the biggest man's man I've ever seen, or a liar. You're going to say that you've never once went to see a crappy movie that you didn't want to see just to make your significant other happy?
Also, in general, I try not to date women who go all weepy eyed for chick flicks, let alone submit me to them. Make it with a chick who's itching for Crank 2 as much you are, as a not-so-hypothetical example from my life.
Moxie:
It's all part of the Evil Plan of women to change the guy they are dating into a husband. Chick flicks while you date is just the first phase. If you go to one (preferable at the full price night time showing), they know you'll do just about anything for that once-per-year blowjob once you submit to their evil desires and marry them.
Some other Evil that women do while dating is: expect you to pay for the majority of dates, while they slip in a disingenuous "dutch treat" evening or they may even pay for dinner (which will usually be a couple of chili-dogs and cokes from the gas station). And the astute man knows that most, if not all, of the dates that a woman will "pay" for simply means "come over to my place and I'll cook dinner and we can---watch some movies" TRANSLATION: "Come over so you can't go out with your buddies and I'll slop a couple jars of $1.39 Ragu and noodles into a pot (the only thing she can cook), and then force you to sit on the couch and hold my hand while I cry to a bunch of ridiculously boring movies and we make idiotic small talk until I let you see my nipples, finally, at 3:00 AM"
I'm telling you, you have the right idea: Tell them you will kill 58 small children if they even SAY the words "The Notebook". Tell them you are a HUGE fan of the Three Stooges and everything Will Ferrell. Tell them the only reason to have a computer is for porn (and WTF Detroit). Tell them that football is for sissies, because you want to be an Ultimate Fighter when you grow up. Tell them, nay show them that farting and belching are art forms and you are the Picasso and Pavarotti of both. Cancel dates so you can go out and play Laser Tag. Keep a rotting deer head in your refrigerator, and always wear shirts covered with blood and motor oil, unless you take her out to a fancy restaurant like Wendy's. Tell her you don't like how things taste after brushing your teeth, so you've stopped brushing your teeth. Have a steady supply of female pubic hairs to spread out all over your bathroom when she comes over (and put a few in your teeth).
In short, do everything you can to thwart her Evil Plans while you are dating so you don't do one of two things after marriage: Destroy her dreams of Prince Charming or turn into the typical neutered husband that she will be sick of and cheat like a motherfucker on after about two years.
Note to any youngins browsing WTF: every post Zip Goshboots has made is required reading.
LDB:
If every young man followed my plan (laid out pretty much perfectly throughout the pages of this outstanding web site), there'd be a whole lot less child support and alimony being dished out in this world. And a whole lot more guys getting, really, the only tow things they want and need in life: Big Macs and blowjobs.
Note: Following my plan is a guaranteed way to get chicks to give up the ass, because you turn THEM into women who will do ANYTHING to "change" you, even if it takes 40 years. In short, long after you dump them for the next hot piece of ass.
1. I think this thread achieved epic status today.
2. Zip's plan is uncannily similar to my plan which keeps me happy to this day. Apparantly, we think more alike than I thought.
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