There you go Neely, I'll bet you didn't know you were the second cutest guy on LitNet. Don't let Mrs Neely know.Originally Posted by Vonny
There you go Neely, I'll bet you didn't know you were the second cutest guy on LitNet. Don't let Mrs Neely know.
"L'art de la statistique est de tirer des conclusions erronèes a partir de chiffres exacts." Napoléon Bonaparte.
"Je crois que beaucoup de gens sont dans cet état d’esprit: au fond, ils ne sentent pas concernés par l’Histoire. Mais pourtant, de temps à autre, l’Histoire pose sa main sur eux." Michel Houellebecq.
Darn, I edited my post but you got in here two minutes before I finished it. I meant to say he's one of the cutest. We don't want Mrs. Neely to get upset!
Vonny, you're priceless and a wonderful addition to the forum. I'm not being patronising, I really mean it.
"L'art de la statistique est de tirer des conclusions erronèes a partir de chiffres exacts." Napoléon Bonaparte.
"Je crois que beaucoup de gens sont dans cet état d’esprit: au fond, ils ne sentent pas concernés par l’Histoire. Mais pourtant, de temps à autre, l’Histoire pose sa main sur eux." Michel Houellebecq.
I'm glad that my overwhelming attractiveness is appreciated - Mrs Neely takes it all for granted.
I think that it's the eyes: humans have evolved into a species beyond animal. Pheromones are still important but we are more visually dependent, and therefore, added to the big brain, critical of each other.
If a woman sees a man with shirt off toiling sweatily on a building site she may think nice, but wouldn't really want to hug a tractor. Conversely if a man saw a woman in the same circumstances he may think nice but it might be time to get a tougher tractor. And this also applies to how a woman would feel if that same tractor was hanging around the house all day, even though it may help with the dusting and vacuuming the woman would think 'your on my turf and getting under my feet, go and mow the lawn'.
As a hetero I'd say that the vagina has it's moments but only if it belongs to someone I like, but I wouldn't want a picture of one on the wall. I imagine a woman feels the same about a willy.
But psychologically, women are more likeable. And blokes who think that women who don't like them because of the extroversion/introversion difference who flip out and want everyone to look at their willy are probably closer to short-sighted senility than on the verge of a breakthrough in astrophysics.
I've met drunk women who wanted to show everyone their box. A loosening of the inhibitions thing I guess, but never one who wanted to post a picture of it on the net.
Having said that the net's a big place and perhaps I just haven't stumbled across the specific sites where that sort of thing goes on (where it's done for fun, not money).
I know that women are attracted to men whom they like what they do, and I know that there are alpha-males who are so overbearing they want their mates to do absolutely nothing except for what needs to be done, but there are rugby players who are more balanced than some in so-called exclusive professions (and of course the opposite).
So show a picture of a man mowing, a woman would probably be more drawn to that than to just a naked body part.
...Tractor?
As a chick, all I can say is "nope." What's supposed to be attractive about someone mowing a lawn?
Last edited by JuniperWoolf; 06-12-2011 at 10:49 PM.
...Box?
It depends upon the mower used.
Emil, this more than qualifies you for the third and final place in my ranking system, especially now that my fellow psychiatric patient, Musicology, is out of contention for the slot!!
And now I really should take a break from here for a few days; I've done at least a week's worth of damage in one day!
Hmmm...
"L'art de la statistique est de tirer des conclusions erronèes a partir de chiffres exacts." Napoléon Bonaparte.
"Je crois que beaucoup de gens sont dans cet état d’esprit: au fond, ils ne sentent pas concernés par l’Histoire. Mais pourtant, de temps à autre, l’Histoire pose sa main sur eux." Michel Houellebecq.
Lesbians think the male body is ugly, and not many women are lesbians.
Ugliness is in your eyes and it is your prejudices and manias that can see the ugly part and cannot see the beauty of them. Everyone is a rose in different colors. Your disillusioned mind fails to see the beauty of the thing. Not that there is no beauty in the thing. Your clouded sight could not visualize it
“Those who seek to satisfy the mind of man by hampering it with ceremonies and music and affecting charity and devotion have lost their original nature””
“If water derives lucidity from stillness, how much more the faculties of the mind! The mind of the sage, being in repose, becomes the mirror of the universe, the speculum of all creation.
I agree, beauty is in the eye of the beholder.
"L'art de la statistique est de tirer des conclusions erronèes a partir de chiffres exacts." Napoléon Bonaparte.
"Je crois que beaucoup de gens sont dans cet état d’esprit: au fond, ils ne sentent pas concernés par l’Histoire. Mais pourtant, de temps à autre, l’Histoire pose sa main sur eux." Michel Houellebecq.
To whom is this targeted?
So, a guy, let's call him Jim, wakes up one day and goes downstairs to eat breakfast, and when he comes upon his wife, she exclaims, "Oh my! Honey, are you feeling alright?"
"I feel great! Why?" he asks.
"You look absolutely horrible!" she tells him.
"Well, that's weird, because I feel wonderful."
Before he goes to work he decides to stop in at Starbucks and get some coffee, and when walking up to the counter, the clerk exclaims, "Oh my God! Are you feeling okay, buddy?"
"I feel great," Jim replies, perplexed.
"Okay. You just look really bad, is all," says the clerk.
When Jim gets to work, his receptionist, upon seeing him, gives a small cry and runs over to him and exclaims, "Jim, are you okay? Should I call a doctor?"
"I feel great, but I think I will see a doctor, because this is getting ridiculous."
So, when he gets to the doctor, he explains his problem after the doctor repeats what others have said. "I don't get it, doc, I feel really good, but look horrible. What's the matter with me."
"Well," says the doctor, "let's take a look." The doctor then pulls out a big book and starts flipping through it. "Let's see ... looks good, feels good; no ... looks bad, feels bad; no ... Ah! Here it is: Looks bad, feels good ... Well, according to this, you're a vagina."
Hmm...
I'm hardly qualified to comment on the inner workings of the female mind, but I do remember a large group of my female friends (or should I say 'coven'?) literally salivating over the body of the hunky one from Twilight. Despite their intelligence, they were determined to see the films for that reason alone.
Actually, we had quite a fun debate about it... Is it objectifying if women do it?
"I should only believe in a God that would know how to dance. And when I saw my devil, I found him serious, thorough, profound, solemn: he was the spirit of gravity- through him all things fall. Not by wrath, but by laughter, do we slay. Come, let us slay the spirit of gravity!" - Nietzsche
Glad to see I wasn't the only one who automatically jumped to Seinfeld.
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