Posted: 8/24/2004 7:59:33 AM EDT
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I got this in an email today and thought it was pretty good. Appologies if it's a dupe. Enjoy!  Retrosexual man (not the girlie boys) I've had ENOUGH! I've taken all I can stand and I can't stand no more. Every time my TV is on, all that can be seen is effeminate men prancing about, redecorating houses and talking about foreign concepts like "style" and "feng shui." Heterosexual, homosexual, bisexual, transsexual, metrosexual, non-sexual; blue green, and purple-sexual - bogus definitions have taken over the suburban and suburban world! Real men of the world, stand up, scratch your butt, belch and yell "ENOUGH!" I hereby announce the start of a new offensive in the Culture Wars, the Retrosexual movement. The Code: A Retrosexual man, no matter what the women insists, PAYS FOR THE DATE. A Retrosexual man opens doors for a lady. Even for the ones that fit that term only because they are female. A Retrosexual DEALS with IT, be it a flat tire, break-in into your home or a natural disaster, you DEAL WITH IT. A Retrosexual not only eats red meat, he often kills it himself. A Retrosexual doesn't worry about living to be 90. It's not how long you live, but how well. If you're 90 years old and still smoking cigars and drinking, I salute you. A Retrosexual does not use more hair or skin products than a woman. Women have several supermarket aisles of stuff. Retrosexuals need an endcap (possibly 2 endcaps if you include shaving goods.) A Retrosexual does not dress in clothes from Hot Topic when he's 30 years old. A Retrosexual should know how to properly kill stuff (or people) if need be. This falls under the "Dealing with IT" portion of The Code. A Retrosexual watches no TV show with "Queer" in the title. A Retrosexual does not let neighbors screw up rooms in his house on national TV. A Retrosexual should not give up excessive amounts of manliness for women. Some is inevitable, but major reinvention of yourself will only lead to you becoming a foo-foo little puss and in the long run, she ain't worth it. A Retrosexual is allowed to seek professional help for major mental stress such as drug/ alcohol addiction, death of your entire family in a freak treechipper accident, favorite sports team being moved to a different city, favorite bird dog expiring, etc. You are NOT allowed to see a shrink because Daddy didn't pay you enough attention. Daddy was busy DEALING WITH IT. When you screwed up, he DEALT with you. A Retrosexual will have at least one outfit in his wardrobe designed to conceal himself from prey. A Retrosexual knows how to tie a Windsor knot when wearing a tie -- and ONLY a Windsor knot. A Retrosexual should have at least one good wound he can brag about getting. A Retrosexual knows how to use a basic set of tools. If you can't hammer a nail or drill a straight hole, practice in secret until you can -- or be rightfully ridiculed for the wuss you be. A Retrosexual knows that owning a gun is not a sign that your are riddled with fear, guns are TOOLS and are often essential to DEAL WITH IT. Plus it's just plain fun to shoot! Crying. There are very few reasons that a Retrosexual may cry and none of them have to do with TV commercials, movies or soap operas. Sports teams are sometimes a reason to cry, but the preferred method of release is cussing or throwing the remote control. Some reasons a Retrosexual can cry include (but are not limited to) death of a loved one, death of a pet (fish do NOT count as pets in this case), loss of a major body part. When a Retrosexual is on a crowded bus and or a commuter train and a pregnant woman, heck, any woman gets on, that Retrosexual stands up and offers his seat to that woman, then looks around at the other so-called men still in their seats with a disgusted "you punks" look on his face. A Retrosexual knows how to say the Pledge properly, and with the correct emphasis and pronunciation. He also knows the words to the Star Spangled Banner. A Retrosexual will have hobbies and habits his wife and mother do not understand, but that are essential to his manliness, in that they offset the acceptable manliness decline he suffers when married/engaged or in a serious healthy relationship- i. e., hunting, boxing, shot putting, shooting, cigars, car maintenance. A Retrosexual man can drive in snow (heck a blizzard) without sliding all over or driving under 20 mph, without anxiety and without high-centering his ride in a snow bank. A Retrosexual man can chop down a tree and make it land where he wants. Wherever it lands is where he darn well wanted it to land. A Retrosexual will give up his seat on a bus to not only any women, but any elderly person or person in military dress (except 2nd Lt's) NOTE: The person in military dress may turn down the offer, but the Retrosexual man will ALWAYS make the offer to them and thank them for serving their country. A Retrosexual man doesn't need a contract -- a handshake is good enough. He will always stand by his word even if circumstances change or the other person deceived him. A Retrosexual man doesn't immediately look to sue someone when he does something stupid and hurts himself. We understand that sometimes in the process of doing things we get hurt and we just DEAL WITH IT! |
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Seen if before but pretty good. Can't say I've had the bsst luck with getting trees to fall where I wanted, though I think I should get extra points for trying to "guide" the last one with a rope around the top tied to a Volkswagen going in the opposite direction (still ended up buying the neighbors a new birdbath after that one). |
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There was a show on VH1 today about the gaying of america. Couple of new vocabulary items .... a lesbian, who now is not... ala Ann Heche is called a HASBIAN. A gay man who now is Hetero.... is a YESTERSEXUAL. I guess this is the new trend... people who used to be gay, are gettin married and living the Hetero lifestyle?! |
I'll have to take exception to this. The Marine Corps taught us how to tie a four-in-hand knot. I'm not sure if that's similar to a Windsor knot, but I AM sure it's not GIRLY!  Also, I can cook like hell and clean the house where you could eat out of the shitter! Oh yeah, I'm pretty good in the bedroom too (hope my wife doesn't see this...) ! |