yin: “You know what I find most attractive in a man? Confidence. Oh, and nice hands and forearms. I don’t know why, but there’s nothing more attractive to most women than strong hands and forearms.”
yang: “Uh huh. Well, if ever I come home early from work to find you in the shower banging Popeye, I can’t say you didn’t warn me. Now. Is dinner gonna be ready soon, or do I have to run out to Arby’s and get a couple roastbeef and cheddar sandwiches to tide me over?”
You want to really have fun, you go over to Arby’s and order two roast beef and cheddar sandwiches, such that the total is $5.49. Hand the cashier a ten, a quarter and three dimes and watch the fun begin.
Tyler Durden has given this some thought as well from another angle…
What happens Robin? Is there a glitch in their register software that starts shooting little ketchup packets around the room when 5.06 comes up?
Yeah, I’ve heard the hands thing too.
Women love big hands, with looong thick fingers.
I think it’s an indicator for a good sense of humour.
Unless your a conservitive of course.
Is it piggish or thuggish?
Well, it’s not Lilian Gish.
Is what piggish or thuggish, cynn? Popeye naked?
Mark,
Its a Larry the Cable Guy bit.
Oh thanks Robin, I’ve never seen that.
Well, don’t I feel (oops, not only feel but in real time!) like a ignorant Protein Wisdom sipper now! Ooh, sipper, but no swallowing apparently!
I’m pretty sure the piggish, thuggish one was Bluto.
Heh
Been done, amok. Here. A few days ago.
And what does a John Cole contest have to do with my post? If you want to hijack threads, go somewhere else.
Still, nice to see Cole throwing red meat to his readers. It’s the “sensible conservative” thing to do.
That yin is such a whore. Yang should have seen the signs, and stayed single.
BECAUSE OF THE SPINACH!!!
If Yin is a typical woman, I’ll bet you $5 Yang has strong hands and forearms, a beer belly, a bad combover, and a small penis.
I got a tattoo of an anchor on my penis. It makes it look like a forearm.
………a G I Joe forearm – but a forearm, nonetheless.
I think it’s technically bad internet form for you to spike your own small-penis setup joke.
I’ll have to check with the court77.
Perhaps.
But common sense prohibits leaving my penis out on the table to let you bastards (and bastettes) have a go.
MayBee is a stone cold killah, yo.
Leaving it out on the table isn’t the problem.
It’s when you guys leave those things just lying around that causes trouble. Have you ever stepped on one in the middle of the night in your bare feet? OOf.
Damn MayBee!!!
Now I’m picturing you sneaking out of an Aerosmith backstage party at 5am with nothing but your beret and hemp handbag.
Watch your step.
Hmm, actually, as a pianist, I can tell you the hands thing is true. My hands aren’t huge except in comparison to those little woman hands, but all of my fingers are like hammers, and long and straight. I also have veins that are close to the skin… Its what comes from playing for 20 years. My ex kind of obsessed over them…
As for forearms, well, that’s just a mystery to me.
I do it all the time! Especially when I’ve been drinking. Damn, that hurts.
Taking the layup, Pablo. That’s not like you.
Rasputin agrees with you.
Penises and pianists? Is this that joke about the hard-of-hearing genie?
Oh, that would explain it. I asked to be a big pianist…
I shaved my forearms once and my wife went nuts over it. She liked the bulging muscles she said.
I can’t bring myself to shave my legs like some/many cyclists do.
Geez, I shoulda stayed home and cleaned my guns today. I honestly thought that said “firearms” and not “forearms.”
alpuccino,
How can you leave that shot untaken?
tw: I couldnt68
Pull up for the 3.
There’s a line in High School Musical where the young composer and accompanist, who can’t deliver clear lines (no one under 25 in that movie can enunciate worth a damn), and on whom my husband has a sicko crush, exclaims, “PI-uhnis’ here!” in response to the drama teacher’s beautifully (and carefully) declaimed, “And besides, we have not got a pi-AN-ist.” I crack up every time, and my kids have no idea why.
Oh, and I’m among those who love the forearms and hands. Good thing for the husband, who, even when his college job centered primarily on lifting five-gallon buckets of heavy-mineral sands over his head into a machine to pan out the gold, can’t grow a biceps to save his life. Good forearms and hands, though.
I myself can look at a heavy thing and pop out a nicely defined muscle. Unfortunately that doesn’t do much for him.
unless of course he’s having trouble getting the pickle jar opened.
I experience a similar effect when I look at a sweet young thing.
The top three qualities that make real estate attractive to a potential buyer: location, location, location.
The top three qualities that make a man attractive to a woman: money, money, money. All else is vanity….
Yin: “Listen ! Buster! About these skidmarks………………………………………..
Yang:(shit!)