@AntiLiteracyActivist said in a recent thread:
“I am sure everyone has seen that women have ridiculous standards for men, where you notice women that are average demanding a man make a lot of money/ have a car ANDDDDDDD be OVER 6'0" tall.
But the thing about women is that they don't seem to know what 6'0" actually is, they just know it's a status symbol or something.”
OH! *Face-palm* So that’s why my kiddos all turned out on the short side. As for my dear husband’s traits, “two out of three ain’t bad”, as the old ballad goes. Pro dating tip for women: bring a meter stick or tape-measure when you go out. If your date falls short of your refined standards, do your best Meatloaf impression with this song:
Baby we can talk all night
But that ain’t getting us nowhere,
I wanted someone who met all my demands,
There’s nothing left that I can share.
And maybe you make lots of dough,
And maybe Lamborghinis are the cars you drive,
With shoes your height’s just shy of five feet nine,
I wish you wouldn’t stay with me here.
And all I can do is keep on telling you . . .
Well, you know the rest. Good luck, ladies! This pro tip should save you countless wasted hours – wait, even years – of time with men who don’t measure up!
;)
“I am sure everyone has seen that women have ridiculous standards for men, where you notice women that are average demanding a man make a lot of money/ have a car ANDDDDDDD be OVER 6'0" tall.
But the thing about women is that they don't seem to know what 6'0" actually is, they just know it's a status symbol or something.”
OH! *Face-palm* So that’s why my kiddos all turned out on the short side. As for my dear husband’s traits, “two out of three ain’t bad”, as the old ballad goes. Pro dating tip for women: bring a meter stick or tape-measure when you go out. If your date falls short of your refined standards, do your best Meatloaf impression with this song:
Baby we can talk all night
But that ain’t getting us nowhere,
I wanted someone who met all my demands,
There’s nothing left that I can share.
And maybe you make lots of dough,
And maybe Lamborghinis are the cars you drive,
With shoes your height’s just shy of five feet nine,
I wish you wouldn’t stay with me here.
And all I can do is keep on telling you . . .
Well, you know the rest. Good luck, ladies! This pro tip should save you countless wasted hours – wait, even years – of time with men who don’t measure up!
;)