I think men are wonderful. They are good to look at, fun to play darts with and don't roll their eyes if I wanna ask about sports. They don't care about fashion, and make up co-ordination bores them. They would rather have a few beers in the local bar than go to the shopping mall and gossiping about other people is beneath them. They are generous with thier money, and will teach me how to use power tools and fix car engines. They are big and tough when I need someone to help me carry stuff or soomeone to cry on, and soft and gentle when it comes to helpless animals. They carry the groceries, keep the car filled with gas, and take out the trash. As long as they know what girls need to be happy, they will usually try their hardest to live up to it.
And as long as I can overlook their ways of doing things... like leaving the toilet seat up, not understanding emotional trantrums and other such things, they are the kewlest.
Well, that describes the guys I know and associate with, anyway.
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