Who the hell buys shoes for their wife? As you grow older you will learn that many women like to shop for clothing and shoes. No. I don’t understand it either. But as a manly man, your duty is to work and provide money to your woman, so that she may go and do this sort of thing if she wants.
As for knowing sizes, no. As children, your mother buys clothes for you. Right now your requests for her seem to be “Get a shirt with Deadpool on it” and that is good. But as men large of stature you will eventually purchase your own clothing from the Extra Large Casual Male Outlet or the Cabella’s Catalog.
For you who are descended from giants, you know man sizes starts at 2XL (or 3X if you need to carry your pistol concealed under an untucked shirt) and shoes sizes begin at 15, but unlike the wimpy New York Times reporter, manly men understand that all men are different, and we do not judge them, even if they shop in the children’s section.
As for knowing your woman’s sizes, no. Your mother owns like 40 pairs of running shoes. She doesn’t even know which brands run big or small, and she has a uterus.
The avalanche has already started. It is too late for the pebbles to vote.
I didn't even have to click to know what it's about--it's the 27 Ways To Be A Modern Man, from the NY(spit)T. It's been making a splash on the interwebs the last couple of days. Is it supposed to be comedy?
Letting Larry (aka The International Lord of Hate) fisk this piece of drizzle is like letting a Rottweiler take a T-Bone steak from a toy poodle. The question is not "can he do it?", the question is "How much damage will he do in the process, and will there be any pieces left to recover when he's finished?"
But there ain't many troubles that a man caint fix, with seven hundred dollars and a thirty ought six." Lindy Cooper Wisdom
Darrell wrote:I didn't even have to click to know what it's about--it's the 27 Ways To Be A Modern Man, from the NY(spit)T. It's been making a splash on the interwebs the last couple of days. Is it supposed to be comedy?
I disagree that a man shouldn't know his wife's measurements. All you have to know is her sizes/fit in a "major" label and the nicer ones will know how to convert.
Shoes could be tricky, though. But height, measurements and a VS bra size will pretty much get you close w anything else.
BDK wrote:I disagree that a man shouldn't know his wife's measurements. All you have to know is her sizes/fit in a "major" label and the nicer ones will know how to convert.
Shoes could be tricky, though. But height, measurements and a VS bra size will pretty much get you close w anything else.
My wife doesn't like the way I shop for myself. No way she'd let me shop for her, even if I wanted to.
Clerk: May I help you?
Me: Throw a white shirt in the bag. 17-1/2 and 34.
Or:
Me: That looks like it ought to fit and might go with everything else I own. (throws it in the cart)
Note to self: start reading sig lines. They're actually quite amusing. :D
skb12172 wrote:How to be a friend zone beta male and rarely, if ever, get laid.
No, the way to be friend zoned is to be a clingy disingenuous bitch to some woman who's probably only giving you the time of day to be nice. The way to be a beta male is to be a non-human animal viewed through an outdated pack hierarchy model.
This guy probably hardly ever gets laid though, no argument there