Oh that Jezebel, with its commenters yawling about cisgendered heteronormativity and whatnot. But it also has Lindy West! Here, for your Sunday morning, is Ms. West throwing a dude’s box of garbage into the ocean, lighting the ocean on fire, and tesseracting to another dimension, because every woman who was once a girl read A Wrinkle in Time times 50 back when she was but a young Meg.
Dude wrote a list of the “32 Things Every Man Should Do,” most of which are variations on his obsessions with boldness and determination (it’s in the URL so you know he’s srs). And it’s…amazing:
Physically build something—Nothing says girly man like an inability to build even the most simplest of objects. If you can’t build a bookshelf or a nightstand it’s high-time you get to building.
Then he talks about how his grandpa made him a bookshelf and he honors it above all other bookshelves. Fine, Franz. Your bookshelf really pumps you up. But I just have to ask, what’s more “girly man”—not being able to build a nightstand, or using the word “nightstand”? Real men call it a “that table thing.”
Build a business – Working for someone else is a soul-killer. Taking orders is for order-takers.
Setting aside the remarkable phrase, “taking orders is for order-takers,” let’s break this down a little. Doesn’t leading encourage following? So if working for oneself is the only manly option, because men are supposed to be leaders, then aren’t you deliberately undermining other males? What does this dude think of his employees? Are all of his male employees insufferable girly-men who wouldn’t know a nightstand if it davenported them right in the credenza? So does that mean that he only hires female employees in the name of male empowerment? Because that’s actually pretty progressive. Nice work, bro. Full circle.
This has been your test post to see if Advomatic has indeed airlifted Wonkette to safety from the Hostgator POW camp. THREE AND A HALF DAYS ALAN!
In conclusion, someday we will steal Lindy West from the Jez, and she will roam the wilds of yr Wonket like a happy painted pony, for freedom.
[Jezebel]
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Welcome to our new future Lindy West home!
My cisgendered heteronormativitys have been giving me hell all week, I can barely sit down.
Oh, go build a bookcase.
As soon as my tesseracts heal, I can't see a fucking thing.
That sounds really painful.
I can upfist you, if that'll help.
REAL, real men (a.k.a. NFL quarterbacks, i.e. multimillionaire LEADERS of ungirly men) say, "My prostate is giving me fits."
Test successful. We are removing our oxygen masks now.
Yes, please lure Lindy with rainbows and sugar cubes.
Don't forget the ponies!
Steal Caity Weaver from Gawker while you're at it.
Yes. Multiple upfists to that.
Seconded.
I've done six of those things. But now that I've seen that list I will repent.
I had one nightstand, back in college, does that count?
You didn't build that!
Standing at night is for nightstands.
So when this guys fucks, is he looking at a mirror or at his nightstand? Has he built anything to clean up the blood?
mmmph.
I got a picture of this guy as being a lot like Dennis on "It's Always Sunny in Philadelphia" aged to 50-60 well on the downslide and really resentful of it…
The best night of his life was in 1988 when he snorted an eightball of coke then went to see the Diceman from a front row seat.
Ewwww.
Years ago I had a roommate who kept a picture of his mother on his nightstand. When he complained about "sexual problems," my advice was to get rid of the picture.
Don't tell me … you roomed at Harvard with Ross Douthat. Amirite??
Every man has a list comprised of only one thing, “One day Lord please let me do twins”. Building fucking bookshelves are just what we do while we are waiting.
Is cookie baking on the list of 32 things? I bake a mean ginger snap!
mmmmmmmmmmmmmm…
That impresses me LOTS more than a nightstand would.
I see a gingerbread nightstand in your future…
Dang, how cool would *that* be?!
esp. if it connects to your home network.
This list maker should know that the way to a woman's bed is through her stomach.
Also: "Good looks don't last. Cooking lasts."
I do all the cooking in the Diddy crib. Including all the baking of cookies and those cakes we like.
In addition, I own my own business, built my entire bedroom set (platform bed, two night stands and six drawer dresser). and most of the furniture in my kittchen. All of these skills l learned not because some doofus wrote something on the internet. They were the result of wanting to eat good food, being unable to find a job I really liked doing, and being too poor to afford the furniture at Ethan Allen.
Excellent. But do you have cedar cheese?
Cookie baking is certainly on MY list, and I have made more than one ginger snap.
Also, the kitchen isn't the only room in the house where a person can be cooking, if you know what I mean, and I think you do.
"Is cookie baking on the list of 32 things?"
Yes, yes it is.
However, we have learned the hard way to put it on the list in the correct order, BEFORE another item, which is "eat raw cookie dough".
I'm the manliest grrl in the land if those two things count. I also make soup. Shouldn't that be another important life skill?
Are we praising Lindy West or mocking her? Sometimes the snark in these parts makes it hard to tell.
"It's complicated."
Indeed. I don't know if I'm supposed to ask her to make me a sammich or not.
Friends, Wonketteers, cunty-men, lend me your ears;
I come to berry Lindy, not to praise her.
The evil that womyn do lives after them;
The good is oft inferred by their scones;
So let it be with Lindy.
So…
The take-away from that would be…
berry scones?
Yes! Lindy posting well, is like having a berry scone on your nightstand in the morning.
Yes.
Apparently dude's gonna have to supplicate to a "sissy man" to fix his fucking server.. Unless he's a meat-eating, cold shower taking, naysaying, woman-hating Man That Knows All About 403 Errors.
"Any man who frets endlessly about his masculinity usually has good reason to."
Hostgator could kick his ass.
Hostgator eats up the goddamn competition.
Hostgator is a paragon of virile self-sufficiency.
A true Alpha Male, even his actual name starts with 'A'– little known fact.
Just wrote a list of 32 things every man should do with one hand in his pants. Because if you can't do it with one hand in your pants, it ain't gettin done.
If you're wearing pants.
Lindy West is La Reina de mi Cielo from now on! Sorry, Becca.
Manly Dude says: "Eat meat – Meat is what produces testosterone"
-wow, we get an on-target godwin for once, so here goes:
You know who else was a vegetarian?
Moses?
Kortney?
Diplodocus?
Saurischia LIBEL!
Joe the plummer?
Richard Simmons?
that cannibal onion?
The mean dude who lives on the street corner and yells that I'm a sinner?
Morrissey?
George Bernard Shaw?
About half the population of Portland, every last one of whom can't shut up about what all they refuse to eat?
"Here is the chicken you'll be enjoying tonight. His name was Colin."
Doesn't really fit in this context, but funny nonetheless..
Oh, it damn well fits Portland and the farm to table fetishists. The freakish bonds people get to their food here is just stunning.
PETA?
No one said Hitler yet?
My Rasta pot dealer.
OT Christian Slater's Vote Rejected In Florida.
Florida may have a "No Christian Slater" rule, but they seem to have an open door policy for assholes, though.
"I don't care if a Slater is Christian, Muslin, or Jew, they should have the right to vote like any other Merkin!"
It's actually on topic, since they apparently had his name down as "Christina Slater." He should have built a nightstand for them.
I think the rejection letter cited something about "gleaming the cube".
OT or not, a chance to use that line from Heathers was worth it. A thousand upfists. Fuck them gently with a chainsaw! (with votes!)
Wait, is Bold and Determined in Florida? That can't be right. Real men do not live in Florida. Real men live in places that are cold in winter, where the principal industries are closed-up steel mills, not shady real-estate offices.
Am v. disillusioned.
Pittsburgh!
This proves that Christians are the most discriminated against EVAR.
Trying to decide which is more pathetic: writing a tome on "Being a Man" or reading one?
Writing one then reading it at an open mic.
Or sitting through such a reading…..Gah!
Can't it be both?
Why not?
Nobody wants to clean vomit in the Iron John.
Or stainless steel.Sent from the Field, not in Garrison.
EXACTLY! *Thank* you!
Real men don't fret about whether or not they're real men.
Wait, really? Damn, I need to reevaluate my life. But I don't want to be a girly man! I don't know how to put on makeup!
It may be different when the author is possibly suffering from 'ESS'.
Anyway, in girly news, I "can't wait" to watch the Eagles this evening. Aside from the Obvious Shit, maybe they might want to invest in special teams and get a goddamn punt returner that can make it past the 20 for the first time in a decade. Fuckers.
(awkwardly saunters outta the locker room..)
Watching the Eagles makes Real Men cry Manly Tears.
Now I wanna give Foles and Brown a hug and go make them a sammich.. Funny how that works.
Taint as bad as it looks.
Huh huh huh! Dude, you said "taint".
Hee, hee….and that's exactly what I meant.
+1 on "meatloaf wrapped fleshlight in a bonnet"
speaking as a man who built his own house and is married to a woman who is a better and more accomplished than I, the maker of this list for losers is clueless –
Speaking as a man who once built a birdhouse and is dating a man who's at least 50 times smarter than me, I *heartily* agree!
Well said, sir! :0)
As long as it isn't Meatloaf wearing a bonnet (or not wearing a bonnet), I'm OK with this.
My late father referred to him as The Meatloaf. I grew to prefer that.
I still kind of like "Mr. Loaf."
I'm exceedingly fond of the music reviewer who called him "Mr. Loaf".
That's good!Back in the day I used to live for the New York Times to refer to Johnny as Mr. Rotten.But they were always proper and said, “Mr. Lydon, who calls himself Johnny Rotten …”Spoiled my fun.
Oh thank God! I thought you were going to say, "speaking as a man who made his own meatloaf wrapped fleshlight in a bonnet…"
So this guy's version of manhood basically peaks at high school shop class? I know the type.
Guys have daddy issues too.
So. Some random, bigoted dickhead makes some random dickheaded remarks. I should pay attention…why?
I did note, however, that one of his self-generated rules (or tenets or whatever they are) is "Don't talk too much." Too late, bro…
Always good to figure out the other point of view, as long as you don't go insane in the process…
Ditto on the "don't talk too much". My philosophy is "keep talking and maybe eventually something worthwhile will come out"
"So. Some random, bigoted dickhead makes some random dickheaded remarks. I should pay attention…why?"
Those are the kinds of questions that will cause you to lose your Faith in Wonkette.
Oh, no, no, no, no. Wonkette skims off the *cream* of "random, bigoted dickheads making random dickheaded remarks," so that we don't have to!
The main problem with building your own crap is that it ends up looking like crap that somebody built.
Nothing that a thick coat of paint won't fix.
Some people have a talent for building their own crap and having it end up looking halfway decent. I am not one of them.
I barely have a talent for kinda sorta getting the shit from IKEA to vaguely resemble the items on the showroom floor. I feel so bad about it that I am reluctant to take on household repairs, which does tend to be a source of friction.
I thought man was made to make love not nightstands. The ordertakers take the orders; the worker bees make the nightstands; real men make love! Money, also, too.
"Taking orders is for order-takers."
Ah, classic line from the MBA skule of leadershit. This ends with the Neidermeyer principle aka "Getting Fragged by your own troops happens to egotistical arrogant idiots who believe 'Taking orders is for order-takers'"
You're supposed to Go Galt before you get fragged.
My MBA program must have an updated curriculum, because the "taking orders is for order-takers" lesson is more like "backs are scratched mutually." It's like the Golden Rule, but with a side of ruthless profit maximization.
It probably helps that anybody who's ever been successful in business is teaching our classes, because "I don't take orders, I'm a leader not a follower" is not going to get you ahead in a single corporation on earth unless your daddy is on the board.
Fair enough. Not all MBAs should be lumped in with that group.
Unfortunately, I've seen more of the former than the later (although that defect might have already been a pre-existing condition.)
I've no doubt you've seen more of the former. And as good as this program is, it's got some shit that sort of grinds on my commie heathen sensibilities on occasion.
Also, this is probably the first time I can remember being in a college classroom with over twenty twenty-somethings and knowing that almost none of them have tried weed.
Found object nightstand is the new handbuilt nightstand.
Here's how ya do it: Get 2 cinderblocks and 2 2x4s.
and go down to the swap meet and get a tapestry. Chicks dig that.
Guys in the 21st century aren't tough- they're sensitive people! Show their emotions around women and shit like that!
Are you thinking the Velvet Elvis or the Dogs Playing Poker? What's a real man to do.
Dogs playing poker all day. Elvis was a drug abusing masturbator – although he makes up some points for having 50 lbs of red meat packed in his colon when he died.
Or a couple of those plastic milk carton dealies.
Helpful hint: Turn them on one side, so that the open side is facing outward.
For books. Literature, not shit that tells you how to be a real man.
That book is a girls' book? Dangit, why didn't somebody tell me before I read it like seven times? Who knows what ill effects that may have had on my masculinity. 'Scuse me I must check on my quiche.
I read it too! And I made quiche today. I think it's because Mrs. Pixelz and I have been watching sappy Xmas movies. (In the truly sappy movies, the couple-to-be have their first kiss exactly five minutes before the end.) I gotta go play some MW3 on XBOX.
You're telling me?! I read the whole series! And I thought I was very comfortably cisgendered.
The things I learn on Wonkette.
Fortunately, you're Wonkaderonormative.
"Wonkaderonormative"
Wonketteers wearing sombreros? I'm in.
Indeed, I read it several times as well. I wonder if that was what pushed me from such "manly" pursuits as baseball and football to skateboarding and punk rock? I coulda' been a CEO?!?
Dontcha know? All books are girls' books. Real Men don't read.
Please turn the thickness meter on your prose-a-matic down from 11. It's sunday, fer chrissakes.
Hung over much? For me, it's a sinus headache I've had for the past two fucking weeks.
Why do those things last so fucking long? Mine has been going on for two week, too.
Exam "week" is my current version of the two-week "oh god small words no loud noises please" disease.
Been there, done that! Good luck!
"32 people a man should do"
/fixed
Does assembling something from Ikea count?
No way! Swedish commie hands once touched that furniture, and real manly hyper-t-count meat men won't waste time reading those assembly instructions.
Dammit. I knew it was too good to be true.
Only if you totally ignore the instructions and cold nail the parts together.
(immediately after discovering the delicate Allen wrench and screaming "What in the fuck is this shit?!" and angrily overhand pitching it out the door).
Wheee. I'm in.
My first thought, glass.
Mr. Demme's father built kitchen cabinets and a table. Mr. Demme considers reading the directions from Ikea a chore.
But who has the time or the tools to build anything now-a-days?
This shit is definitely not hereditary. My dad wasn't a builder, but he became a bit of one over time. Just hated spending money, so he learned a bit.Me, I can fix or build just about anything, much to the consternation of ms. glasspusher, who'd rather buy stuff.My son- loves Legos when there are instructions to build a finished thing, but give him a bucket of pieces and no instructions and he's stumped.Maybe it skips a generation?
Only if the particle board was pressed into being by East German prison labor. They take orders & like it!
Holy shit, you *so* need to poach Lindy West. Her tear-down of late-stage Gallagher shows for The Stranger fucking *killed* it. I have had a raging internet boner for her ever since.
That Gallagher story was the saddest music in the world.
Teh Stranger and teh Wonkette are always helping me keep the sadz away.
"Taking orders is for order-takers. "
So, let's say our manly person becomes so good at building nightstands that he opens his own nightstand shop. When the customers come in to order a night stand, will the manly person tell the customer to fuck off in a manly way?
He'll have to "just say no" until the customer knows to come back and properly beg for their nightstands.
Is that like an MBA kōan?
Personal history: I had a girlfriend 20 years ago, wanted me to make her a bookshelf, so I did. "There, it's finished", I said. She's like, "No, it isn't stained or varnished, then it will be done". I say "OK, you can handle that". She says "fine". Two years later, I'm moving her out of her apartment, and move out the same, unvarnished bookcase she'd been using all along.
"You didn't stain that!"
man, you really worked for that one. Nice work!
So butthurt, Lindy. So I didn't call you the next morning. Truthfully, I'd forgotten your name before we even had sex. For you it was rainbows and magic. For me it was a Thursday.
Is this sort of shit supposed to get my attention? You thought my piece was clever when you were trying to get in my pants. How about just lay in bed and blog about it on your lonely girl iPad in your lonely girl argyle sweater surrounded by your cats. Stop calling and texting me kthxbye
-Nightstand Guy
is that centaur farting a rainbow?
That only happens on DokZoom posts.
I thought only Justin Bieber farted rainbows.
Ritchie Blackmore, too.
He used to be quite the ladies' man.Musta been the rainbows.
and a featherduster?
Rule 34.
Farting if we're lucky, Jack.
Men who are concerned about manliness are narcissistic insecure boys. And probably wingnuts to boot.
Probably drive a Humvee, too.
And if they have boats…(well, probably best not to go there).
Just like the overgrown children who are concerned about maturity.
Was that…
*glances around skeptically*
Directed at anybody in particular?
Nah, more like CS Lewis references in general ("When I became a man I put away childish things, including the fear of childishness and the desire to be very grown up")
Which is a reference directly from the Bible. There's a lot of good shit in that book, let me tell you.
probably wingnuts to boot
I prefer torquing wingnutz over kicking them.
And "Men's Rights Activists". Also, too.
So here is a true story about what a fool I am (and perhaps also a narcissistic insecure boy):
A few years ago I became concerned that I was insufficiently masculine. One project I undertook to remedy this situation was to go out and buy a straight razor to shave with, because what's more manly than that?
The first time I touched that razor to my face, there was blood.
Second time, too.
So I sat down in my underwear on the side of my bathtub and started shaving a patch on the front of my thigh, reasoning that I could learn the right angle and pressure for the razor, and that the scars wouldn't be as visible.
It then occurred to me that my virilization efforts weren't going as well as I had hoped, seeing as I was sitting in the bathtub shaving my legs.
Gilette Mach 3 ever since.
I, for one, welcome our new IT overlords.
I like to build and make things. But, I also like to destroy things and take long walks on the beach or in the mountains, because sensitivity. I haz a confuse. Or, maybe just a hangover.
I like building things, but I never considered it a gender thing. I like to challenge myself to do challenging things, it's rewarding to have useful objects afterwards, and it's an enjoyable way to spend time. But I really don't get the macho obsession some dudes have with power tools – they scare the shit out of me. I like my hands, I'm pretty good with them nudge wink, and I want to keep them, so I avoid power tools wherever possible.
There are some things that everyone should be able to, whether one is a dumbass "manly" man, or a shouty hyper-sensitive lib'tard. Things like cook a decent meal, sew on a button, iron a shirt, change your car oil, brew beer, code, wax poetic and snark.
I don't know how to sew on a button.
You really can't change the oil yourself in a Japanese car. Really.
I myself like going out for nice romantic walks in the woods, just before coming home and murdering little lines of 1's and 0's in my computer games…
Woah. I'll throw in a couple hundred Ameros to any signing bonus if you manage to pull that off.
I think it means: Manly men build stuff by making girly men do all the work while they (the manly men) take the credit / keep the profit.
So, capitalism is hyper-masculine, and socialism is gay. But working for a capitalist is hyper-masculine, even though he (the capitalist) takes the credit / Keeps the profit.
Hmm. I think only Grover Norquist can figure this one out.
Good point. Also, how much stuff gets built by overcompensating, self-hating girly boys? AFAIK, half the shit the Third Reich made was because of that…to say nothing of our own military-industrial complex (and I mean "complex" in every sense of the word).
Stop watching porn – Heavy porn watchers are always Low-T having, light avoiding, pussy repellent boys. It's embarrassing to be a masturbater and it is shameful. No matter what the degenerate liars on tv say, it is nothing to be proud of. If someone walked in on you masturbating you would feel righteous shame. When you give up the porn you have time for more important things, like building a business, having more energy, attracting women, and being a damn man.
Yeah, something tells me this 32-step program to become a man is not going to catch on with the dudes…
What about masturbating without porn? Are you more of a creator if you're getting off to stuff you've created in your own mind? Uh, just a question a…friend…wanted me to ask.
A handjob creator?
What about porn you build yourself?
"If someone walked in on you masturbating you would feel righteous shame."
Unless it was an extremely attractive pizza delivery and/or UPS guy.
Naw, It was embarrassing just the same.
No I wouldn't. I'd be righteously pissed off and say "Hey, I'm rubbing one out here. How about some fucking privacy!" That's how a real man deals with this.
Go away! 'Batin'!
Manhood: He's doing it wrong.
Making shit can be overrated. I installed a stone floor in my kitchen, and then spent two weeks with a sledge hammer taking it out.
Sounds manly to me.
woof indeed. What did you end up doing?
Someone who lives here decided a change was needed. She can be very insistent. New underlayment with vinyl tiles.
…and you remain her humble servant. How sweet.Vinyl tiles? Would not have been my choice.
Even I would have told her to go fuck herself on that one.
Travertine was a lot of work to maintain, vinyl you can run a Swiffer over, with little grand kids making a huge mess regularly the vinyl wasn't the first choice, but it is easy to clean and is a consideration with the 6, 4 and 3 year olds who make a mess on it, on a regular basis.
That pussy faggy veggy kid who wrote that blog has now blocked it from view. I'm beginning to doubt his ability to build a bookshelf. I'm also near-certain that he is a virgin.
Something tells me this guy uses Flex speed stick.
And Axe Body Wash.
I can't build shit. Instead, I do pullups. Building nightstands is for guys who can't do pullups.
I had a friend in grad school who could do one armed pullups. Guess he could have done floral arrangement and not gotten any shit.
Victor. Also played a mean viola. Never seen anyone else ever do it. You need a strength to weight ratio from hell. I can climb a rope just using my hands, but one arm pullups and chinups? No way. Wonder if my macho man nephew, training for the Green Berets, can do it.
Does wearing pullups count?
Only if you're a Louisiana Senator.
We should start a fund for rescuing good writers from uptight social justice warrior blogs. The horror stories from places like Feministe and, God help us, Shakesville make me want to petition the UN.
Every time I look at my nightstand, the lamp atop it yells, "You didn't build that!"
Punch his lights out!
As for the article being mocked, I would love to see the author in a Thunderdrome-like situation with my ex-Army knows-martial-arts vegan friend.
"Taking orders is for order-takers." like those special forces pussies?
Last fool that used the words, "girly man" was the Arnold.
Arnold the Granny-fucker?
Hot glue gun, bitch!
Um, the reason I read Wonkette is because it ISN'T Jezebel, thanks.
Does installing new light fixtures count? The Mr is presently doing that in the kitchen. He seems pretty manly- he does keep saying "motherfucker".
Jezebel = ellenjamessociety.com?
I have a hard time believing this was not a tryout for an Onion gig. Just a bit too over-the-top for them, though.
I am going to make a point of using her term "kookoonanners" at least weekly.
It sounds kinda girly-man, though.
There's a few people round heah who could use a good tesseracting.
"tesseracting to another dimension"
*Ahem*
As the patent holder and sole owner of Tesscompumegacorp, Inc. (world rights in perpetuity), there will be no tesseracting, with or without the use of the Tesstron 3000 [tm], unless munnies.
So stop tesseracting up, or I'll be forced to go all medieval on your bue-tocks!
"what’s more “girly man”—not being able to build a nightstand, or using the word “nightstand”? Real men call it a “that table thing.” "
Many Real Men [tm] are quite fine with the word "nightstand", provided the word immediately before it is "one".
“taking orders is for order-takers"
You know, he's got me there. /Apu
MANLY SHIT IS SRS BSN!!!
*sings*
Have you heard about the lonesome loser?
Is that the unicorn North Korea found?
Ha!
isn't commenting on blog posts symptomatic of taking orders? you bunch of pussy followers. Wait, that didn't come out right.
Manly men don't write advice on how to be manly.
If Wonkette had real servers, it could look like that jezebel place.
Couple of cinder blocks and a board- Presto! I built that!
Christ, numero uno on my list of 32 things to do today was get up – and fat lot of good that did me.
Give me a list of all the douchebags who follow his rules, so I can be clear on who to avoid hanging out with.
Question, what kind of man is a man who builds something so poorly that he only hopes that it stands under its own weight for a full minute so that he can feel vindicated in his own mind that he built something, but after it falls, he yells ungodly vulgarities for hours on end, and then sulks in the corner for being a failure, but flies into a blinding rage when someone else tries to "fix" your blatantly shoddy work?
I'm asking for a friend…
The kind of guy who keeps wood glue handy when his efforts fall apart like they always do.
Or so my friend says…
I've learned in my relatively short lifetime that you can break something so badly and thoroughly that even wood glue can't fix it…
Well, my friend learned it.
OMG. If Lindy ever wrote for Wonkette I would have sex with her posts and have her posts' babies and raise them myself and never ask for child support. I still miss her movie reviews in the Stranger.
Also, that exact copy of a Wrinke in Time is in my bookcase right now.
Axe is kinda a running joke with me and my buds, 'cause nobody in their right mind would wear it. Just fratbros…
Who knew that marketing Horny 15 Year Old Doused in Variants of Drakkar Noir would equal profit?
Never smelt it — can Axe possibly stink worse than its intelligence-insulting advertising?
Somewhere, Suzanne Venker is kvelling over this.
It's almost depressing how much more of a man I am than this guy. And I'm a woman.
I built a cabinet for my Black Flag and Motorhead albums. I am a reel man fo reelz.
Speaking as someone who just recently helped launched a business, it blows, and I don't suggest it. Really I'd rather just work with people and not paperwork.
My PBS affiliate is running a Leonard Cohen concert right now. He is often self-effacing, and filled with doubt. Is that Bold and Determined, or not?
Gah! Something is terribly wrong with our Wonkette when viewed on an iPad or iPhone! Someone alert teh editrix!
fixxored
I still have the tattered remnants of an original edition of one of the volumes of Popular Mechanics' "The Boy Mechanic" series, from the '10s or '20s, that my father must have owned. Fucking 8 year old boys were building fucking steam engines and motor-cars and fucking kites with cameras in them. There hasn't been a real man in this country since the dough-boys took care of the Hun, came marching home and beat their sons until they completed a steam engine from Popular Mechanics' "The Boy Mechanic"!!
http://www.amazon.com/The-Boy-Mechanic-Mechanics-…
That may be, but did they build any nightstands?
There is no "tesseract". The Cosmic Cube was good enough for Stan & Jack and it's good enough for me!!
Close enough?
What if I built a butcher's shop with my bare hands and ate/work/lived in it? Would that guarantee me all the shy girl action a MAN could want?
Was hoping someone did the "You know who else…" thing so I could use "Martin Luther".
Also, as a dude, this dude is a complete embarrassment.
I've heard Girlymen don't impregnate the maid, while not banging their Kennedy wife!
//rimshot
Also, wine. Don't forget about the wine.
Yes, but don't be fussy about it. Pull out an exquisite bottle and pour it into stemless glasses like it's nothing. Don't tell the guests how great it is in advance and if they don't notice just give them beer the next time they come back.
Wine's good, but the pros use Flunitrazepam.
He's tough as dirt. He's mean as blood. Where he steps, a weed dies.
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