In response to the issue about what not to say, whatever you do guys, don't answer the question...'Does this skirt make my bum look big?' by answering 'No, it's all the chocolate and biscuits you eat that do that!'
Not wise lol
At least some women can read maps, have you ever met a bloke that can understand a knitting pattern???
Quote Bradbiker14 'Ive never been lost Ive visited unscheduled places and sometimes intended loctions have moved to upset me but i was always exactly where i intended to be '
PMSL!!!!!!!
What more can I say about women and getting lost. Hmm I do recall a meeting at Rivi Barn when a certain female rider got lost and rode 100 miles for a 27 mile trip and still got lost .
OK so what the girls have said is sooooo true.
What I dont understand, and please forgive me for being a female, is why if men think they know it all, etc., etc., etc., do they still fall for our double meanings, hook line and sinker.
Oh, and heres a thought Rattler, if you reckon women cant read maps and get lost, why is that when a BLOKE IS LOST, he never asks for bloddy directions! lolololol
Sorry, couldnt resist!
I CAN READ A MAP!!!
Nearly every guy I've pillioned has gotten lost, and one, no names mentioned, WITH sat nav (someone else called it 2hat nav lol ) guys don't listen to me when I tell em they're goin the wrong way.
I've learnt never to answer directly to questions a woman puts to me. This indirectness usually consists of a grunt that could be taken any number of ways, or giving her a question back.
It's saved me from a few black eyes where my normally huge gob would have landed me right in it.
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