Real Men
I heard a radio PSA about domestic violence or some such crap a few days ago. I can't quite remember all of it, but I used my handy-dandy digital voice recorder to remind myself of at least one bit. The thing ended with some woman saying, "Real men don't hit." I want to hit this woman. Real men hit ALL THE TIME. Bruce Willis, Arnold Schwartz... Shwarts.... that governor guy, Sylvester Stallone, Jean-Claude Van Damme, Bruce Lee, Hulk Hogan... They all hit people. And they're men. Case closed. Thank you. And now, for my next trick, I shall levitate a small marmot. While hitting that woman in the face. I highly doubt they were able to make that recording in a kitchen, which can only mean one thing...
posted by Vaughan at
7:34 PM
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Or if she burns the meatloaf.
Well, if she burns the meatloaf at least she was in the kitchen...unless it burned because she left the kitchen.
Ouch Andrew, couldn't you just avoid this topic? I am a real man. I hit all the time; I do not hit women. Why would you chose a topic that has no winner, for if I hit a women, I commit an assault, but if I do not strike women, am I therefore not a man? You got yourself in a hole, good luck finding a way out. I will toss you a shovel, keep diggin'.
As Bad As I Want To Be,
-Zach
Zach, for you, the question is irrelevant. You're not a man no matter what you do.
I can't believe the series of comments this post has sparked. It was supposed to be one of those throw-away posts I did on a lark. Jeez, guys. It's just a joke...
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