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Jose Jones
- Joined
- Nov 22, 2000
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First of all, I love women. In real life, most of my closer friends are WOMEN. I get along just fine with my bro's and we have a blast together, but I spend most of my time with women.
I think that most men understand this. If not you are probably just a boy. Don't worry, you'll outgrow yourself.
But the older I get, the more obvious it seems to me that women are far more vicious to each other than guys are to each other. When two of you kittens get into a scrap, it's like you just sink in the teeth, fangs, and claws, and you don't fucking let go.
Most guys, I think make peace after a scrap sooner than girls.
Am I totally off-base here? What gives? Fucking women! I love yall to death, but yall can be so damned CRUEL to each other! I am not saying that you don't have wonderful sisterhood relationships and all of that- because I know you do (I spend a lot of time with women). But when yall start marking your turf and walking in circles, you scare the freakin' life out of me.
Call me a pussy. Call me a guy. I am 39 years old and I still try to understand it. Please explain.... and go ahead and flame me if you want, but I am really more trying to learn about something that never ceases to amaze me than to stir-up shit.
It's your world. Have at it.
I think that most men understand this. If not you are probably just a boy. Don't worry, you'll outgrow yourself.
But the older I get, the more obvious it seems to me that women are far more vicious to each other than guys are to each other. When two of you kittens get into a scrap, it's like you just sink in the teeth, fangs, and claws, and you don't fucking let go.
Most guys, I think make peace after a scrap sooner than girls.
Am I totally off-base here? What gives? Fucking women! I love yall to death, but yall can be so damned CRUEL to each other! I am not saying that you don't have wonderful sisterhood relationships and all of that- because I know you do (I spend a lot of time with women). But when yall start marking your turf and walking in circles, you scare the freakin' life out of me.
Call me a pussy. Call me a guy. I am 39 years old and I still try to understand it. Please explain.... and go ahead and flame me if you want, but I am really more trying to learn about something that never ceases to amaze me than to stir-up shit.
It's your world. Have at it.