Post something every man need to know upon this board

Something that every man needs to know:

Fatty is full of crap. Don't listen to him.

 

this isn't to hijack fattys thread

My first real kiss was early on, I was never truly shy.. but quiet at times, if I had nothing to say I didn't say anything.. I just did my own thing. Sometimes I felt in place, other times I felt wayy wayyy out of place.

1st-5th grade: I was the most poplar kid in school, I had the John Brown Gang and we routinily battled Anthony Nash's gang at recess (sports, fights, who owns the slide) it was fun not mischief.. we owned anthinys gang in tetherball dammit.. Everyone knew me, everyone wanted to be my friend, I was the equivalent to Yao Ming in China, but at our elementary.

6th grade: Everyone suddenly forgot who I was and my social skills suddenly sucked

7th grade: Suffered from non-growth-spurt, I was fading fast

8th grade: A recovery, I was a whole new person I was on the rise to take back my kingdom!! Yes I was returning to form, I had a new persona, friends, and girls

9th grade-on: Suddenly in a new place I saw shades of 6th grade.. no dammit I was not going to let this happen.. I took the bull by the horns and made myself known

10th-whatever: I gave up, my school was a redneck place I was more of a nice courteous uniquey punk something not classed. I had absolutley no place with no-one besides my outcasted friends =(

My School years were a rollercoaster.. girls came.. girls went.. girls came some more.. girls went some more.. in the end all the girls went until my after school party days.. I was free again but then reality hit me and I knew if I wanted a solid future and to be able to provide for a family I would need to stop.. so there it was my major party days were over like that.. almost before it started.. ahhh the story of my life, one big boring rollercoaster.. probably comparable to the rollercoasters in the kiddie section of the park.

 

First kiss of non-related girl... (like you know,your Mom or aunt kisses your cheek): Age 4, asked her dad if I could marry her.

Next kiss: I think 15... that was all, not my choice (I thought).

Next kiss: 17... that was all... eh?

Next kiss: I think I was 19... and that was all... my choice.

Next different girl kiss: 21? after 8 month "lay off" -rebound relationship( of a different manner- My mom had died, and the girl took advantage of my emotions)... a real counterfeit for what God had in store next... that girl (at age 21) tried to go far with me - but I didn't go all the way with her... somehow I knew it wasn't right, even though it was literally right there, available. So glad I listened to my heart, and to what I believe was God's direction. I saw it clearly of course, later in life...

Next different girl kiss: 22- and still with her to this day - met my wife after 10 months intentionally away from girls, and not looking to get involved... God put us together... while at Bible college.

My wife was my first real kiss that felt reciprocated... and my first and only in every other area of physicality from that point past.... so the rest is nunya bidness... but fwiw, we've got two kids and have plenty of "fun."

As it should be.

 

I'm just jabbin' at ya! You're my fav poster (no homo)!

okay okay - something every man should know:

Every man should know that women say they want one thing, but they don't really want that - they want something else. They don't even see this in themselves. Always remember this, because you'll frequently hear a woman say, "I want this. I don't want that." ....... and then she'll completely pass up this in order to have that.

Every man should know that no matter how beautiful, sexy, intelligent, talented, charming, loving or wonderful a girl/woman may be, somewhere out there is a man who's sick of her $hit.

Every man should know that the thing that women find as the biggest turnoff is insecurity and a lack of self confidence.

Every man should know that, in a relationship, if you don't want a job, never do it well. For example, if you do a great job of cleaning a toilet, you'll get stuck with having the task of cleaning the toilet. So if you don't want the job of cleaning the toilet, never clean it well.

Every man should know my method for ..umm.. orally pleasing a woman. It's never failed (unless all the women who've received it have faked it and lied to me). I really should document the method someday and share it with mankind.

 

Is this him?

 

Romance! Stone, that's the only thing we can be sure of that all women want!

 

I was homeschooled. A social r****d. I could not talk to anyone. At the age of 15 I was 5 foot 5, 180 pounds and my voice had not yet dropped. I literally was mortified to even call a pizza delivery place.

People thought I was still 10 or 11. By the time I was 17 my voice dropped and I was near 6 feet tall and around 240 pounds. We moved to a church and I finally found some people to socialize with. They were kind of outcasts, we listened to a lot of rap music (which I downloaded for them and burned on CDs), they smoked weed on occasion while I was the "lookout." For my 18th birthday they procured some Mike's Hard Lemonade, which we took behind the high school and drank. I became infatuated with one of the girls in our group although she was almost 2 and a half years younger. Pretty sure that spawned a thread or two back in the day. She never could tell me flat out she wasn't interested in me because She did like me, she just liked my best friend at the time more. Drama is fun to watch, but sure as hell not fun to be a part of. I moped over her for about a year straight.

At age 19 I decided to make a change. I enrolled at the local community college straight out of homeschooling and made the Dean's List my first semester. I lost a considerable amount of weight. By the time I was 20, I was 6 foot 2, 205 pounds. I still had a ****load of acne though. I was really self-conscious about it. A couple girls took interest in me. I didn't like them though. I never bothered to ask a girl out. I tried once to see if this girl I worked with at K-mart wanted to go out with me, it was the most humiliating experience of my life standing there for like 20 minutes beating around the bush because of my immense fear of rejection. My friends wouldn't let me leave until I did it though. My sense of humor evolved. I was known as "the funny guy" to a lot of people. I still wouldn't say a word to hardly anyone in any of my classes.

I cannot stress the following enough, change is EVERYTHING. If you do not like who you are, force yourself to change. If there is something that you are afraid of, force yourself to do it, familiarize yourself with it. Do not remain in the dark. Fear is such a burden. Failure is not a disease, it is a minor setback, or an answer to an otherwise vague question.

I am now 23, and from waiting so long to have a relationship and observing others, I can say I knew exactly what to avoid and what to do right, and we have one of the best relationships in the world. After 4 years of loneliness and feeling sorry for myself I finally realized that seizing opportunities and drastic changes are necessary to shape you into a man. That is why at the age of 21 I moved 2000 miles away from my comfort zone to live in Texas, to find an identity that was purely my own, with little input from others. 3 years prior, the thought of me doing that would have been cause for nightmares. At my last job I was one of the most outspoken and best-liked people. I had a lot of friends. No longer socially inept, I embrace chances to meet new people and I have no fear of speaking my opinions.

The whole "machismo" image is such bull****. You want to go out and sleep with a bunch of women? Great. Have fun. That isn't me. I've already found what it takes most men into their late 30s to find. Call me naive, but I'm brash enough to call you clueless in return. I'm convinced I know what is right for my life, because I know me better than anyone else. I find immense satisfaction in the way my life is going and I do not care what others (fatty) think. Call me blind and stupid, I don't care. I've been living without restrictions and I've never felt better.

 

Moe, great post. Especially the last paragraph, which I totally agree with.

I'd like to add something to this thread, but I'm still trying to figure out what it's about.

 

First kiss was a 21, at a party in Germany this past summer

I'm probably going to die a virgin but oh well

 

First kiss was at age 5 I think, in Kindergarten. Lost virginity at 14.

 

OK, OK, I guess I get it now...

First kiss was in the 7th grade at the Houston Planetarium. MAN, it was nice! Thank you Amy Campbell, where ever you are!

Didn't lose my virginity until the summer between my 1st and 2nd year of college. I think I lasted for about 10 seconds.

 

DAAYYUMM!

Does your theme song go something like this:

I dunno what ya heard about me
But a b*tch can't get a dollar out of me
No Cadillac, no perms, you can't see
That I'm a motherf***g P-I-M-P

 

IMO, it doesn't count as your first kiss unless you get wood.

 

I didn't lose mine until about 2nd-3rd year. The weird thing is I didn't climax until like my 5th time cus I was so freaked out I hadn't use protection before. They did, however.. and my reputation was building up pretty quick.

Just a hint for you kids out there who haven't got any.. if you decide to use protection.. never use trojan's warm sensations.. that'll get you off in 3 seconds.. especially your first time.

 

i don't know how this is what every man needs to know but i'll contribute:

basically, from preschool to my senior year in high school, i attended predominantly hispanic schools so i was the butt of every typical asian joke. it didn't help that i was acne-laced and a bit chubby. needless to say i was socially awkward, with no feeling of self-worth. attended one high school football game and 2 dances, 1 which was prom.

senior year was when i had my first g/f. she did a lot for my confidence but since i've never had a g/f before i never knew how to act or what to do when i was around her. we broke up a week after prom.

i wasn't really devastated. i actually felt something change inside of me. for all the women bashing that seems to go on here, they do do some great things too. well, she was a beautiful girl and i felt if i could date someone like her, i wasn't worthless.

started college, hit the gym, got in good shape, started getting compliments and feeling so much better for myself. i'll admit, even though i'm not as socially inept, i still have confidence issues with women.

i guess my point is, if it weren't for a woman, i probably wouldn't be who i am today.

 

..until you played bball and got schooled by Yoazer

 

Kindergarten: I gave my teacher an indifferent stare and spoke to the lunch lady instead. The teacher was so turned on she would "snuggle" with me during nap time. She still sends me Christmas cards.

1st-4th grade: after intense coaching lessons for my first commuinon where I spent a lot of time on my knees (wink, wink, nudge, nudge) Sister Margaret Mary Magdalena and I had a torrid affair. She loved to sprinkle holy water on her breasts and leave her veil on. She was one hot penguin.

5th-7th grade: I ignored all of the girls in my class and was hitting on the high school chicks. They loved the feigned indifference and wanted me all the more. Had my first four-way with a cheerleader, a Girl Scout, and the lunch lady from Kindergarten.

Anyhoo, this is too tedious and I don't want to bother you more with the awesomness that is Rashy Rash Rashmon.