Pace on Earth

(You're a) Strange Animal

For the ladies:

I have a basic theory about men and women that through the years has gotten to me into some trouble with the fairer sex. Basically I think you are all f-king crazy. The flipside of the coin is that I readily admit that we are all assholes. But don't walk away mad, this isn't the theory of a jaded single man; it's just biology. We are different animals and to you we are assholes because you don't understand us. And you're f-king nuts because I just don't understand you. I love you and I need you but you're crazy.

I recently came across a joke that pretty much sums it up. This joke should be put on an altar surrounded by soft light and organ music. Here you go:

HER SIDE OF THE STORY
He was in an odd mood when I got to the bar, I thought it might have been because I was a bit late but he didn't say anything much about it. The conversation was quite slow going so I thought we should go off somewhere more intimate so we could talk more privately. We went to this restaurant and he was STILL acting a bit funny.
I tried to cheer him up and started to wonder whether it was me or something else. I asked him, and he said no. But I wasn't really sure. So anyway, in the cab on the way back to his house, I said that I love him and he just put his arm around me.
I didn't know what the hell that meant because you know he doesn't say it back or anything. We finally got back to his place and I was wondering if he was going to dump me! So I tried to ask him about it but he just switched on the TV. Reluctantly, I said I was going to go to sleep. Then after about 10 minutes, he joined me and we had sex.
But, he still seemed really distracted, so afterwards I just wanted to leave but I just cried myself to sleep. I dunno, I just don't know what he thinks anymore. I mean, do you think he's met someone else???

HIS SIDE OF THE STORY
Habs lost. Felt Tired. Got laid though

Good Story; True Story

Pace out.

posted by Vitamin S @ 2:22 p.m.