The Man Code

Lately, it seems, I've had multiple opportunities, more so than usual, to witness the basic differences between men and women.

OK, so STOP, quit with the Men are from Mars jokes. Before you read further, be warned off. You may be offended, you may wonder how I came upon this knowledge (good friends with a drink in their hands are willing to share...), you may not want to know. You may be shocked that your niece, your best friend's daughter, your sister, your mother may have contributed to this blog tonight. And I just want to say, some of my best friends are men.

Here goes...and the names have been excluded to protect the witnesses.

True story #1, "Dude, take a picture of my dick so I can send it to my girlfriend." Other dude, "OK."

Couldn't make that one up if I wanted to .....what the hell...? when I asked the 'model' about the aforementioned picture (mind you, I am not in possession of it, merely reporting on said activity), saying that I could never understand why that conversation would be considered 'normal' I was told, 'That's why we're boys. We never question." Right...you're 38

Two thoughts here:
1) Women, we could do better to live by a code where when it comes to other women we should try to accept and not ask why
2) Men, you should really keep your pants on
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True story #2, my girlfriend has a male friend who treats her like one of the guys. It really is all on the up and up.

That's all good, until he thinks he's crossed a line and gets all embarrassed and SHE has to backtrack and tell him it's all OK. SERIOUSLY, the two of you substitute phrases in movies to make them into porn titles and you get worried when you send her a picture of your Star Wars collection on your desk (let's not go there) when you have placed an Ewok at Princess Leia's backside in a suggestive position? I'm thinking you should more apologize for "Honey, I Spunked the Kids." Trust me, I have had to do damage control...
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And just to give a nod to my friend Elizabeth, a Speedo and 42F water temps do not a pretty picture paint...I'm just sayin'

Men. Never a dull moment, and I thank you for that.