i asked, so what makes women tick?
keaton said, that’s easy, the joy of life itself.
i said, wow, you mean it’s not becoming man's equal?
she said, walking upright is about as equal as we want to be. the rest you can keep.
so then keaton asked, what makes men tick?
i said, not that i’m a spokesman or nothin’ but i think the joy of life itself.
she barked, are you kiddin’ me?
i said, and the sight of a flat tire or the smell of a full bag of garbage.
she said, that’s what i'm talkin' about!
5 comments:
bob just hand over that damn male permit.
what makes us tick,
Keaton your "man" is lying to you.
what makes us tick, is naked beer and woman (or naked women and beer)
and dead animals cooked in there own juices.
nice blog..
Bob:
Women don’t tick.
Only men tick.
Women tock.
tick, tock, tick, tock...
Since the beginning of time tick, tock, tick, tock has been the rhythm of a balanced male – female relationship.
In recent history however this has become the more common variation: tick, tock-tock-tock-tock...
bob thought: it's sure is a good thing keaton doesn't read this blog or i'd be cooking in my own juices sure as shootin', thanks to the wild card in my posse.
lately around these parts it's been more like tick-tac-toe, and i ain't the one callin' it.
Trust me, us womens are as confused as you mens. Sometimes we don't understand what goes on in our head anymore than men do. We just don't admit it.
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