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These are the options I have laid out for you. Vote at your own doom!

Does my uterus keep me from voting?

um... sure, if it impairs your ability to choose an option...

seriously though... idk... not by official forum rules?






or maybe vote what your guy friends would vote?

THE WOMAN POEM:
Before I lay me down to sleep,
I pray for a man who's not a creep.
One who's handsome, smart, and strong.
One who loves to listen long.
One who thinks before he speaks..
One who'll call, not wait for weeks.
I pray he's rich and self-employed,
And when I spend, won't be annoyed.
Pull out my chair and hold my hand.
Massage my feet and help me stand.
Oh, send a king to make me queen.
A man who loves to cook and clean.
I pray this man will love no other.
And relish visits with my mother.

THE MAN POEM:
I pray for a deaf-mute gymnastic nymphomaniac with
big boobs who owns a bar on a golf course,
and loves to Take me fishing and drinking.
This doesn't rhyme a bit and I don't give a *filtered*

ƒëmmë ƒatalë wrote:THE WOMAN POEM:
Before I lay me down to sleep,
I pray for a man who's not a creep.
One who's handsome, smart, and strong.
One who loves to listen long.
One who thinks before he speaks..
One who'll call, not wait for weeks.
I pray he's rich and self-employed,
And when I spend, won't be annoyed.
Pull out my chair and hold my hand.
Massage my feet and help me stand.
Oh, send a king to make me queen.
A man who loves to cook and clean.
I pray this man will love no other.
And relish visits with my mother.

THE MAN POEM:
I pray for a deaf-mute gymnastic nymphomaniac with
big boobs who owns a bar on a golf course,
and loves to Take me fishing and drinking.
This doesn't rhyme a bit and I don't give a *filtered*

Well, if you think we are all or mostly all that creepy...

Then perhaps it is a self-fulfilling prophecy?

Food , sex and alcohol...

ƒëmmë ƒatalë wrote:THE WOMAN POEM:
Before I lay me down to sleep,
I pray for a man who's not a creep.
One who's handsome, smart, and strong.
One who loves to listen long.
One who thinks before he speaks..
One who'll call, not wait for weeks.
I pray he's rich and self-employed,
And when I spend, won't be annoyed.
Pull out my chair and hold my hand.
Massage my feet and help me stand.
Oh, send a king to make me queen.
A man who loves to cook and clean.
I pray this man will love no other.
And relish visits with my mother.

THE MAN POEM:
I pray for a deaf-mute gymnastic nymphomaniac with
big boobs who owns a bar on a golf course,
and loves to Take me fishing and drinking.
This doesn't rhyme a bit and I don't give a *filtered*

I suppose that means I'm neither...?

I voted anyway. I chose Combination of all of the above. By that, I mean I require ALL of the above.

ƒëmmë ƒatalë wrote:THE WOMAN POEM:
Before I lay me down to sleep,
I pray for a man who's not a creep.
One who's handsome, smart, and strong.
One who loves to listen long.
One who thinks before he speaks..
One who'll call, not wait for weeks.
I pray he's rich and self-employed,
And when I spend, won't be annoyed.
Pull out my chair and hold my hand.
Massage my feet and help me stand.
Oh, send a king to make me queen.
A man who loves to cook and clean.
I pray this man will love no other.
And relish visits with my mother.

THE MAN POEM:
I pray for a deaf-mute gymnastic nymphomaniac with
big boobs who owns a bar on a golf course,
and loves to Take me fishing and drinking.
This doesn't rhyme a bit and I don't give a *filtered*

Im a creep and I know where you live **Filtered**. Im coming for you soon. So you better watch your back.

I believe twas Shakespear that said, Love all, trust few, do wrong to none.

Voted for sports based on the assumption it's a combination of playing and watching. Makes me wants to go to the driving range now, I'm addicted

ƒëmmë ƒatalë wrote:THE WOMAN POEM:
Before I lay me down to sleep,
I pray for a man who's not a creep.
One who's handsome, smart, and strong.
One who loves to listen long.
One who thinks before he speaks..
One who'll call, not wait for weeks.
I pray he's rich and self-employed,
And when I spend, won't be annoyed.
Pull out my chair and hold my hand.
Massage my feet and help me stand.
Oh, send a king to make me queen.
A man who loves to cook and clean.
I pray this man will love no other.
And relish visits with my mother.

THE MAN POEM:
I pray for a deaf-mute gymnastic nymphomaniac with
big boobs who owns a bar on a golf course,
and loves to Take me fishing and drinking.
This doesn't rhyme a bit and I don't give a *filtered*

A bar on a golf course, I could think of no greater heaven

I hate watching sports. But enjoy playing from time to time.

Food, sex and alcohol. Sleep isn't optional, but only due to the limitations of our bodies. If I had the option of never sleeping, never getting tired, never slowing down or suffering any other negative effect of sleep deprivation, I would take it. Though I suspect that in time I would come to miss sleep, it is, after all, the best way to waste time. Unfortunately that is a double edged sword.

I voted sex without reading the others, does that make me a man?

Sex - with a woman
Alcohol -very little, I prefer the experience not be impaired
Food- love snacking
Sports -like to watch while bein busy
Sleep- if it was worth it, a good sleep afterward

Some of my needs are within the list, some are not.. I'll rank my needs.

#1.0 Wife
#1.5 Coffee (in the morning)
#2.0 Alcohol (beer or vodka preferred, never mix two drinks.)
#3.0 Philosophical argue (anywhere, any time)
#4.0 Sarcasm (or irony)
#5.0 Food
#6.0 Sex (preferably with females)

The most important need is ranked with 1, the least important need is ranked with 6. I know, I'm weird.
Sleep is optional for me.. coffee does it.

Femme, your two poems only show that men are more realistic than women, and that women are both extremely lazy, extremely pretentious, and above all they want a man who can put up with their moms (what the hell?).

Females want all kinds of stuff in a man.

Males' opinion:
Are you a girl? Good.
Can you order pizza? Great.
Got tits? Amazing.
Your eyebrows and eye lashes - you got a pair of them? Marvelous.
Are you at least remotely beautiful? Don't matter, I can put a bag over your face.

death to socialists, communists, nazis, social parasites and postman pat.