The truth about men
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Sheldon, the perfect man
A man walks to 5th Ave. &42nd St. during a downpour and somehow manages to get
a taxi immediately. He gets into the taxi, and the cabbie says, "Perfect timing. You're just like Sheldon." "Who?" "Sheldon Cohen. There's a guy who did everything right. Like my cab being vacant during a rainstorm. It would have happened like that for Sheldon every single time." "Well, no one is perfect. There are always a few clouds over everybody," stated the passenger. "Not Sheldon. He was a terrific athlete. He could have gone on the pro tour in tennis. He could golf with the pros. He sang like an opera baritone and danced like a Broadway star. He was more handsome and sophisticated than Cary Grant. He had a better body than Arnold in his prime. He was something. Somehow Sheldon just knew exactly how to make women happy. He had a memory like a computer; could remember everybody's birthday. He knew all about wine, which fork to eat with. He could fix anything. Not like me. I change a fuse, and the whole neighborhood blacks out." "Wow, incredible, no wonder you remember him!" "Well, I never actually met Sheldon." "Then how do you know so much about him?" "After he died, I married his wife."
A man walks to 5th Ave. &42nd St. during a downpour and somehow manages to get
a taxi immediately. He gets into the taxi, and the cabbie says, "Perfect timing. You're just like Sheldon." "Who?" "Sheldon Cohen. There's a guy who did everything right. Like my cab being vacant during a rainstorm. It would have happened like that for Sheldon every single time." "Well, no one is perfect. There are always a few clouds over everybody," stated the passenger. "Not Sheldon. He was a terrific athlete. He could have gone on the pro tour in tennis. He could golf with the pros. He sang like an opera baritone and danced like a Broadway star. He was more handsome and sophisticated than Cary Grant. He had a better body than Arnold in his prime. He was something. Somehow Sheldon just knew exactly how to make women happy. He had a memory like a computer; could remember everybody's birthday. He knew all about wine, which fork to eat with. He could fix anything. Not like me. I change a fuse, and the whole neighborhood blacks out." "Wow, incredible, no wonder you remember him!" "Well, I never actually met Sheldon." "Then how do you know so much about him?" "After he died, I married his wife."
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Originally Posted by The Raptor,Dec 20 2005, 08:49 AM
If we ask what is wrong and you say "nothing," We will act like nothing's wrong. We know you are lying, but it is just not worth the hassle.
****ing tell me what's wrong!!! I hate playing 20 questions!!! 
But if I don't make an attempt to figure out what's wrong, I become a jerk, insensitive or don't care (which I really don't.) 
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Originally Posted by BBY2KS2K,Dec 20 2005, 12:31 PM
So true!!! I go through this with my girlfriend all the time. And it's my job to figure out what's wrong. ****ing tell me what's wrong!!! I hate playing 20 questions!!! But if I don't make an attempt to figure out what's wrong, I become a jerk, insensitive or don't care (which I really don't.)
****ing tell me what's wrong!!! I hate playing 20 questions!!! But if I don't make an attempt to figure out what's wrong, I become a jerk, insensitive or don't care (which I really don't.) 