Men are Like

Men are like…Bank Accounts. Without a lot
of money, they don’t generate
much interest.
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Men are like…Bike helmets. Handy in an emergency, but otherwise
they just
look silly.

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Men are like…Blenders. You need one, but you’re not quite sure
why.
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Men are like...Commercials. You can’t believe a word they
say.
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Men are like…Computers. Hard to figure out and never have enough
memory.
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Men are like…Coolers. Load them with beer and you can take them
anywhere.
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Men are like…Government bonds. They take so long to
mature.
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Men are like…High heels. They’re easy to walk on once you get the
hang of it.
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Men are like…Horoscopes. They always tell you what to do and are
usually
wrong.
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Men are like…Lava lamps. Fun to look at, but not all that
bright.
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Men are like…Mascara. They usually run at the first sign of
emotion.
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Men are like…Plungers. They spend most of their lives in a hardware
store
or the bathroom.
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Men are like…Used Cars. Both are easy-to-get, cheap, and
unreliable.
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Men are like…Weather. Nothing can be done to change either one of
them.

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Men

 Getting rid of a man without hurting his
masculinity is a problem. “Get
out” and “I never want to see you again” might sound like a challenge. If
you want to get rid of a man, I suggest saying, “I love you… I want to
marry you… I want to have your children.” Sometimes they leave skid
marks.

 

Men are self-confident because they grow up identifying with
super-heroes.
Women have bad self-images because they grow up identifying with
Barbie.
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Male menopause is a lot more fun than female menopause. With female
menopause you gain weight and get hot flashes. Male menopause – you get
to
date young girls and drive motorcycles.
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Men forget everything; women remember everything. That’s why men
need
instant replays in sports. They’ve already forgotten what
happened.

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Gary has been a writer/ photographer for over 20 years, specializing in nature,landscapes and studying native cultures.Besides visiting most of the United States, he has traveled to such places as Egypt,the Canary Islands,much of the Caribbean. He has studied  the Mayan Cultures in Central America, and the Australian Aboriginal way of life.Photography has given him the opportunity to observe life in many different parts of the world!

He has published several books about the various cultures he has observed.

For more information and a link to his hard cover and Ebooks,and contact information: please check his website.www.commonsensejourneys.com

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I have found over the years that there is no such thing as reality, it is only how we perceive it. Each of us may have a different view of it because of our different beliefs and experiences. Two individuals can be sitting side by side, looking at the same event and “see” two entirely different outcomes based on their individual perceptions.

 

 

Because I am a Guy

Because I Am a
Guy…

Because I’m a guy, I must hold the television
remote control in my
hand while I watch TV. If the thing has been misplaced, I’ll miss a
whole show looking for it, though one time I was able to survive by
holding a calculator.

Because I’m a guy, when I lock my keys in the car I will fiddle
with
a wire clothes hanger and ignore your suggestions that we call a
road service until long after hypothermia has set in. Oh, and when
the car isn’t running very well, I will pop the hood and stare at the
engine as if I know what I’m looking at. If another guy shows up,
one of us will say to the other, “I used to be able to fix these
things, but now with all these computers and everything, I wouldn’t
know where to start.” We will then drink beer.
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Because I’m a guy, when I catch a cold I need someone to
bring
me soup and take care of me while I lie in bed and moan. You
never get as sick as I do, so for you this isn’t an issue.
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Because I’m a guy, I can be relied upon to purchase basic
groceries at the store, like milk or bread. I cannot be expected to
find exotic items like “Cumin” or “Tofu.” For all I know these are
the same thing. And never, under any circumstances, expect me
to pick up anything for which “feminine hygiene product” is a
euphemism.
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Because I’m a guy, when one of our appliances stops working
I will
insist on taking it apart, despite evidence that this will just cost me
twice as much once the repair person gets here and has to put it
back together.
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Because I’m a guy, we are NEVER lost … and no, I don’t think
we
should stop and ask someone. Why would you listen to a
complete stranger – how the heck could HE know where we’re
going?
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Because I’m a guy, there is no need to ask me what I’m
thinking
about. The answer is always either sex or football, though I have to
make up something else when you ask, so don’t.
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Because I’m a guy, I do not want to visit your mother, or have
your
mother come visit us, or talk to her when she calls, or think about
her any more than I have to. Whatever you got her for mother’s day
is okay, I don’t need to see it. Did you remember to pick up
something for my mom too?
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Because I’m a guy, I am capable of announcing, “one more beer
and I really have to go,” and mean it every single time I say it, even
when it gets to the point that the one bar closes and my buddies
and I have to go hunt down another. I will find it increasingly
hilarious to have my pals call you to tell you I’ll be home soon, and
no, I don’t understand why you threw all my clothes into the front
yard. What’s the connection?
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Because I’m a guy, you don’t have to ask me if I liked the
movie.
Chances are, if you’re crying at the end of it, I didn’t.
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Because I’m a guy, yes, I have to turn up the radio when
Bruce
Springsteen or The Doors comes on, and then, yes, I have to tell
you every single time about how Bruce had his picture on the cover
of Time and Newsweek the same day, or how Jim Morrison is
buried in Paris and everyone visits his grave. Please do not behave
as if you do not find this fascinating.
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Because I’m a guy, I think what you’re wearing is fine. I
thought
what you were wearing five minutes ago was fine too. Either pair of
shoes is fine. With the belt or without, it looks fine. Your hair is
fine. You look fine. Everything is fine. CAN WE JUST GO
NOW?
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Because I’m a guy and this is, after all, the 90’s, I will
share equally
in the housework. You do the laundry, the cooking, the cleaning,
and the dishes. I’ll do the rest.

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The author has been a writer/photographer for over thirty years. Specializing in nature and landscape photography, as well as studying native cultures.

His travels have taken him to most of the United States, as well as Australia, Belize, Egypt and the Canary Islands.

He has studied the Mayan culture of Central America as well as the aborigines of Australia. Photography has given him the opportunity to observe life in various parts of the world.

He has published several books about his adventures.

For more information, please consult his website,www.journeysthrulife.com.

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