So today I was reading the New York Times and ran across an interesting story about middle age men who refuse to go back to work after being released from high paying jobs.
So there was one section about this cat named Alan, who is 53 and made this statement, "I have come to realize that my free time is a lot to me."
So instead of working he continues to draw money from the equity in his house and from the family savings. Then he continues by saying "If things really get tight, I might have to take a low wage job, but I don't want to do that."
Meanwhile all his wife, who is receiving a disability check, stands back and supports her man's decision not to work.
This is apparently a growing trend for men around the nation because these men feel like they should still be getting the top dollars they were getting in their previous gigs.
Manlaw is a bit perplexed about this situation.
Manlaw suggests that if a man makes a decision and means what he says, then you have to live with it and apparently his wife has and chosen not leave the relationship.
But Manlaw does not believe in just sitting on your ass either.
However, Manlaw can say this, a man's home is his castle.
Therefore it is ok for them to chill at home with no job, but it does not mean it is right if you are supporting a family.
Monday, July 31, 2006
Even when you do all things correctly
You're the kind of woman
That needs a man that's always there
It's not that you require a lot
Just need some tender love and care
I give good love
I'll buy your clothes
I'll cook your dinner too
Soon as I get home from work
I'll pay your rent
Your faithful lover
Soon as I get home, soon as I get home from work
Girl, I'll treat you right
And I'll never lie
Remember when Babyface penned the song "Soon as I Get Home From Work".
It was the song ladies cheered and the brothers were like damn another dude filling these women's heads up with some unrealistic bullshit.
Well Manlaw will give a little glimpse on how some mature brothers actually attempted to be like the 'Face.
Let's take Brother X, a 28-year old, stock market analyst from Jackson, Mississippi.
Today he works in NYC where he is doing his thing as a rising star in the industry.
He is known within the industry circles. He is known to be a friendly, but sociable person who loves to have a good time.
In his private time, he retreats to things that people don't have any clue that is going on. He likes to have that air of mystery about him.
His dating life has been up and down. Probably because of his hectic career and partly due to loyalty to his friends. This dude realized the error of his ways in previous relationships. However, he looks inward and made a determination to do everything by the book when it came to his next woman.
He wanted to do the Babyface thing.
Low and behold there was this one young lady that he knew and had a good friendship where at times they flirted with each other on occasion. One obstacle though - it was the dreaded LDL - long distance relationship.
So one day the dude just asks if she would interesting in dating and she said of course and he set about doing the things necessary to build a relationship.
He was doing all the things a dude should do in being with this woman: taking her out to dinners; getting her surprise gifts; sending flowers just because; writing cute snail letters to her (that's some old school stuff there). He would plan the trips to see each other on weekends.
He was also supportive of all of her efforts in her life and actually paid attention to detail when it came to things in her life. He thought he was doing all the right things to keep the train rolling.
But then things started to get a little hairy. She started to become to take things for granted. She started to withdraw a bit. But keeps the line still close to the dude.
Brother X notices this trend, but maintains the course for one final stand with the young lady. The young lady would be cool sometimes and sometimes withdrawn. But like near the end of every trip she acts like you are the love her life.
Then Brother X feels great and goes about his business feeling happy and thinking things maybe fine.
But then later the next week Brother X goes to his inbox and finds a note from his girl that basically said she wanted to stop dating so she can focus on her re-establishing her career and wanted make decisions independent of a relationship but she also said he was her best friend.
So Brother X replied well he was always supportive of her life but questioned how you can still be best friends with someone you basically dumped on email. Best friends don't do that.
So Brother X says he will move on after on final discussion to get his closure and move the hell on.
So Brother asked what the real deal was.
She replied in several different ways and Brother X can see through all the crap.
She first explained the lives of the two parties were different. That he was too flashy for her. Next she said that his spiritual walk was not the same as hers.
(no Brother X is not a regular church goer, but has relationship with God).
Then she says she knew that she felt like this in the beginning but thought it would go away.
So then Brother X basically replied and said that he felt insulted by those remarks because it made it seem he like was a bad guy and that's far from the truth. So in his mind he was like he does not want to hear about how women want good men.
Then she replied by saying don't make yourself out to be the victim. She then mentions the Brother's X from years back and said you had a choice and you got rid of a good woman.
The Brother was heated and said she had nothing to do with the conversation and that was uncalled for.
She then retreated. She got off the phone.
But later in the day she calls Brother back. She then says the reason she pulled back is because she continues to be indecisive about what she is going to do with her life. The other stuff she said was uncalled for.
So she now thinks every thing is fine.
But the reality for the Brother is all is not well, but the Brother intends to move on because he knew he deserved a better fate.
The Manlaw rule from this situation.
Learn to be a little more like Bobby B and be a little less of Ralph T.
That way you can protect yourself from being duped like Brother X. Let the lady really earn her rent check from Babyface.
That needs a man that's always there
It's not that you require a lot
Just need some tender love and care
I give good love
I'll buy your clothes
I'll cook your dinner too
Soon as I get home from work
I'll pay your rent
Your faithful lover
Soon as I get home, soon as I get home from work
Girl, I'll treat you right
And I'll never lie
Remember when Babyface penned the song "Soon as I Get Home From Work".
It was the song ladies cheered and the brothers were like damn another dude filling these women's heads up with some unrealistic bullshit.
Well Manlaw will give a little glimpse on how some mature brothers actually attempted to be like the 'Face.
Let's take Brother X, a 28-year old, stock market analyst from Jackson, Mississippi.
Today he works in NYC where he is doing his thing as a rising star in the industry.
He is known within the industry circles. He is known to be a friendly, but sociable person who loves to have a good time.
In his private time, he retreats to things that people don't have any clue that is going on. He likes to have that air of mystery about him.
His dating life has been up and down. Probably because of his hectic career and partly due to loyalty to his friends. This dude realized the error of his ways in previous relationships. However, he looks inward and made a determination to do everything by the book when it came to his next woman.
He wanted to do the Babyface thing.
Low and behold there was this one young lady that he knew and had a good friendship where at times they flirted with each other on occasion. One obstacle though - it was the dreaded LDL - long distance relationship.
So one day the dude just asks if she would interesting in dating and she said of course and he set about doing the things necessary to build a relationship.
He was doing all the things a dude should do in being with this woman: taking her out to dinners; getting her surprise gifts; sending flowers just because; writing cute snail letters to her (that's some old school stuff there). He would plan the trips to see each other on weekends.
He was also supportive of all of her efforts in her life and actually paid attention to detail when it came to things in her life. He thought he was doing all the right things to keep the train rolling.
But then things started to get a little hairy. She started to become to take things for granted. She started to withdraw a bit. But keeps the line still close to the dude.
Brother X notices this trend, but maintains the course for one final stand with the young lady. The young lady would be cool sometimes and sometimes withdrawn. But like near the end of every trip she acts like you are the love her life.
Then Brother X feels great and goes about his business feeling happy and thinking things maybe fine.
But then later the next week Brother X goes to his inbox and finds a note from his girl that basically said she wanted to stop dating so she can focus on her re-establishing her career and wanted make decisions independent of a relationship but she also said he was her best friend.
So Brother X replied well he was always supportive of her life but questioned how you can still be best friends with someone you basically dumped on email. Best friends don't do that.
So Brother X says he will move on after on final discussion to get his closure and move the hell on.
So Brother asked what the real deal was.
She replied in several different ways and Brother X can see through all the crap.
She first explained the lives of the two parties were different. That he was too flashy for her. Next she said that his spiritual walk was not the same as hers.
(no Brother X is not a regular church goer, but has relationship with God).
Then she says she knew that she felt like this in the beginning but thought it would go away.
So then Brother X basically replied and said that he felt insulted by those remarks because it made it seem he like was a bad guy and that's far from the truth. So in his mind he was like he does not want to hear about how women want good men.
Then she replied by saying don't make yourself out to be the victim. She then mentions the Brother's X from years back and said you had a choice and you got rid of a good woman.
The Brother was heated and said she had nothing to do with the conversation and that was uncalled for.
She then retreated. She got off the phone.
But later in the day she calls Brother back. She then says the reason she pulled back is because she continues to be indecisive about what she is going to do with her life. The other stuff she said was uncalled for.
So she now thinks every thing is fine.
But the reality for the Brother is all is not well, but the Brother intends to move on because he knew he deserved a better fate.
The Manlaw rule from this situation.
Learn to be a little more like Bobby B and be a little less of Ralph T.
That way you can protect yourself from being duped like Brother X. Let the lady really earn her rent check from Babyface.
Up In Da Club...
Ladies you must understand that when we say we are “going out with the boys” we don’t expect you to turn into the local district attorney. Just give us a passionate kiss as a reminder of what we are coming home to and leave it at that….Manlaw 3:16
Ladies you must also understand that when we are out with the boys situations can occur….Manlaw 3:17
For example, NBA players Jason Caffrey, Gary Payton and Sam Cassell (then-playing for the Milwaukee Bucks) got into an altercation in 2003 outside a Toronto strip club.
Recently, the situation went to court and Sam Cassell took the stand (hmm…there’s that second rule of engagement again).
The details are very sketchy (depending on who you believe) but one thing is absolutely clear. Payton’s wife, Monique, is the chillest black woman and spouse in the United States.
Why?
Ladies please memorize her comments about her husband's predicament in a 2003 Seattle Post-Intelligencer column by Susan Paynter.
“I don't care about that stuff," Monique said. "Guys are guys. They'll go to those places. And sometimes athletes can be targets for trouble. Other (NBA) wives ask their husbands, 'How could you go to that place? How could you do that?' But I say, 'Hey, I'll go with you if you want.' If not, at least I know where he is. All I tell him is to come home safe."
Ladies…I hope you were taking notes because brothers don’t like to repeat themselves…Manlaw 3:18
-spc
Ladies you must also understand that when we are out with the boys situations can occur….Manlaw 3:17
For example, NBA players Jason Caffrey, Gary Payton and Sam Cassell (then-playing for the Milwaukee Bucks) got into an altercation in 2003 outside a Toronto strip club.
Recently, the situation went to court and Sam Cassell took the stand (hmm…there’s that second rule of engagement again).
The details are very sketchy (depending on who you believe) but one thing is absolutely clear. Payton’s wife, Monique, is the chillest black woman and spouse in the United States.
Why?
Ladies please memorize her comments about her husband's predicament in a 2003 Seattle Post-Intelligencer column by Susan Paynter.
“I don't care about that stuff," Monique said. "Guys are guys. They'll go to those places. And sometimes athletes can be targets for trouble. Other (NBA) wives ask their husbands, 'How could you go to that place? How could you do that?' But I say, 'Hey, I'll go with you if you want.' If not, at least I know where he is. All I tell him is to come home safe."
Ladies…I hope you were taking notes because brothers don’t like to repeat themselves…Manlaw 3:18
-spc
Saturday, July 29, 2006
She ain't trippin on you...
...she'd rather fuck your car.
So goes the hook on a rhyme from one of my old school favorites, Too Short. Dude ain't lyrically brilliant, but he kept it real. And as I found out the other day, he may never have kept it realer (yea, I got a degree in English and I said "realer") than on the aforementioned song.
Short puts it down in this one right here, explaining in his Oakland, Ca., vernacular his understanding of the fact that with some women, no matter how genuinely attracted to you they might appear to be, said attraction ain't always what it seems. Yeah, she's feelin you, givin vibes, flirting, lettin you know you can get the math if not more, if only you'll speak up (manlaw note: closed mouths don't get fed). But with our egos, we men rarely stop to consider that it may not be us, in whole or in part, that she's attracted to. She might have caught you on a good day, rockin that suit that hangs off your shoulders just right, fresh from the chop shop with a new shapeup, or caught your glance from the window of that rented 300C you borrowed from your cousin and just came from getting detailed.
You got that look, that flirt, that number. Kudos. But she ain't trippin on you, she'd rather fuck your car.
Fast forward: I'm chillin with a homegirl of mine, talking about the Manlaw blog, which prompts her to break tradition and let me in on a lil rule of womanlaw, at least as she sees it. She dishes that an unwritten rule of hers is that she never, ever talks to a dude whose eye she catches if the dude is getting into our out of, say, the new AMG-kitted S-Class. Sounds counterintuitive -- women like dudes with nice whips -- until you consider her next sentiment, which was that from that moment on, she never knows whether or not it was the guy or the fact that the guy had the car that turned her on in that instant. That she wouldn't want to find herself sitting across from the dinner table with a dude wondering whether if she'd be there had the cat hopped off the Orange line instead of into sum'n that cost more than a downpayment on a nice crib.
She wouldn't want to wind up in the act with this dude and have to wonder: am i screwing him or his car? Get it?
Long story short, fellas: I ain't sayin' look a gift horse in the mouth. If you ridin' nice and that increases your shooting percentage from the floor, I'm all in favor. But with all things in life, ego can blind you to the angles you need to be able to see in order to know how to play your position right. Perhipheral vision is a proverbial muhfucca.
Manlaw: "No need to be a player or a superstar... She ain't trippin on you she'd rather fuck your car."
-PGS
So goes the hook on a rhyme from one of my old school favorites, Too Short. Dude ain't lyrically brilliant, but he kept it real. And as I found out the other day, he may never have kept it realer (yea, I got a degree in English and I said "realer") than on the aforementioned song.
Short puts it down in this one right here, explaining in his Oakland, Ca., vernacular his understanding of the fact that with some women, no matter how genuinely attracted to you they might appear to be, said attraction ain't always what it seems. Yeah, she's feelin you, givin vibes, flirting, lettin you know you can get the math if not more, if only you'll speak up (manlaw note: closed mouths don't get fed). But with our egos, we men rarely stop to consider that it may not be us, in whole or in part, that she's attracted to. She might have caught you on a good day, rockin that suit that hangs off your shoulders just right, fresh from the chop shop with a new shapeup, or caught your glance from the window of that rented 300C you borrowed from your cousin and just came from getting detailed.
You got that look, that flirt, that number. Kudos. But she ain't trippin on you, she'd rather fuck your car.
Fast forward: I'm chillin with a homegirl of mine, talking about the Manlaw blog, which prompts her to break tradition and let me in on a lil rule of womanlaw, at least as she sees it. She dishes that an unwritten rule of hers is that she never, ever talks to a dude whose eye she catches if the dude is getting into our out of, say, the new AMG-kitted S-Class. Sounds counterintuitive -- women like dudes with nice whips -- until you consider her next sentiment, which was that from that moment on, she never knows whether or not it was the guy or the fact that the guy had the car that turned her on in that instant. That she wouldn't want to find herself sitting across from the dinner table with a dude wondering whether if she'd be there had the cat hopped off the Orange line instead of into sum'n that cost more than a downpayment on a nice crib.
She wouldn't want to wind up in the act with this dude and have to wonder: am i screwing him or his car? Get it?
Long story short, fellas: I ain't sayin' look a gift horse in the mouth. If you ridin' nice and that increases your shooting percentage from the floor, I'm all in favor. But with all things in life, ego can blind you to the angles you need to be able to see in order to know how to play your position right. Perhipheral vision is a proverbial muhfucca.
Manlaw: "No need to be a player or a superstar... She ain't trippin on you she'd rather fuck your car."
-PGS
Thursday, July 27, 2006
"Divas" and the Rules of Engagement...
Opening remarks…
Ladies, you should not expect a man you JUST met to take you to a 5-star restaurant and wine and dine you... The purpose of dating is to get to KNOW the individual man and NOT his money or personal possessions or what can a man do for you... Money can often times be a front and many women have gotten confused because they see a shiny car and what appears to be a 'fat wallet'... Don't be fooled, surely you are worth more than a free meal... If you are that hungry, take yourself out!
The case…
If you are a true diva, you were not offended by what I just said because a true diva doesn’t sweat the materialistic things in life. How do you become a diva? Ladies, you must earn that status and a man will let you know when you’ve reached that status.
For the sake of argument, let’s divide the men into the marriage-minded (there aren’t too many of them around) and those that want to play house.
I’m a marriage-minded man and to reach Diva status with me you must win my heart. You’ll know that you’ve reach Diva status with me when you hear the phrase “will you marry me” followed by the sight of a diamond ring. Until then, you are in training and you must earn your stripes.
Now for the man that wants to play house, I was once one of them, ladies you must follow the rules of engagement and fully understand that men do not tie their decisions in with emotions. Also, if you are playing this version of the game…you must understand that a man will determine when you will be promoted to the marriage-minded version. Unfortunately, women often tie their emotions in with decisions and that’s how ya’ll get hurt and cry foul. We’ll provide you with the tissues and then remind you of the basic rules of engagement. Your girlfriends can take it from there.
Now, the first rule of engagement is you can’t demand from us what you can’t do for yourself. It is 2006, so before your bus-pass-carrying, no-job-having, still-being-supported-by parents self, starts mouthing off make sure you can handle the situation by your self. Once men reach 212 degrees Fahrenheit, we often don’t come back.
The second rule of engagement is you can’t truly make a man do something he doesn’t want to do. The police, the IRS and the U.S. Court System are the only entities that can make a man do something he doesn’t want to do. So, ladies do your homework before you get involved with a man in a playing-house-situation and don’t play yourself in the process.
In conclusion…
There are more rules…to the list but I can’t remember them all off the top of my head. If I do find the e-mail I once sent to a female that cried foul, I’ll update this entry. Henceforth, I’m sure conversations from this entry will jog my memory.
-spc
Ladies, you should not expect a man you JUST met to take you to a 5-star restaurant and wine and dine you... The purpose of dating is to get to KNOW the individual man and NOT his money or personal possessions or what can a man do for you... Money can often times be a front and many women have gotten confused because they see a shiny car and what appears to be a 'fat wallet'... Don't be fooled, surely you are worth more than a free meal... If you are that hungry, take yourself out!
The case…
If you are a true diva, you were not offended by what I just said because a true diva doesn’t sweat the materialistic things in life. How do you become a diva? Ladies, you must earn that status and a man will let you know when you’ve reached that status.
For the sake of argument, let’s divide the men into the marriage-minded (there aren’t too many of them around) and those that want to play house.
I’m a marriage-minded man and to reach Diva status with me you must win my heart. You’ll know that you’ve reach Diva status with me when you hear the phrase “will you marry me” followed by the sight of a diamond ring. Until then, you are in training and you must earn your stripes.
Now for the man that wants to play house, I was once one of them, ladies you must follow the rules of engagement and fully understand that men do not tie their decisions in with emotions. Also, if you are playing this version of the game…you must understand that a man will determine when you will be promoted to the marriage-minded version. Unfortunately, women often tie their emotions in with decisions and that’s how ya’ll get hurt and cry foul. We’ll provide you with the tissues and then remind you of the basic rules of engagement. Your girlfriends can take it from there.
Now, the first rule of engagement is you can’t demand from us what you can’t do for yourself. It is 2006, so before your bus-pass-carrying, no-job-having, still-being-supported-by parents self, starts mouthing off make sure you can handle the situation by your self. Once men reach 212 degrees Fahrenheit, we often don’t come back.
The second rule of engagement is you can’t truly make a man do something he doesn’t want to do. The police, the IRS and the U.S. Court System are the only entities that can make a man do something he doesn’t want to do. So, ladies do your homework before you get involved with a man in a playing-house-situation and don’t play yourself in the process.
In conclusion…
There are more rules…to the list but I can’t remember them all off the top of my head. If I do find the e-mail I once sent to a female that cried foul, I’ll update this entry. Henceforth, I’m sure conversations from this entry will jog my memory.
-spc
When being spoiled goes wrong
Over the years I have had an informal discussion and experience with spoiled women.
A friend of mine asked me recently if she was spoiled.
Well, there are different degrees of being spoiled.
The not-so-bad version I would define as accustomed.
Women become accustomed to certain things and don't want to go back to bullshit. But these women are for the most part self-sufficient.
But then there is the bad case when they are enabled and feel the sense of entitlement to any and everything.
This is today's will focus - the enabled and the entitled.
There is this one chick that I have known for years that simply believes she is the girl, she controls everything.
But when this Burger King (cuz chick think she can have it her way) chick thinks she can say or do whatever she pleases with men because she thinks men should cow tail to her assiento because she has cat power.
MANLAW states that this sort of behavior only works with boys.
In fact, it does as said brat is with someone much younger than her and has no job.
But at least she has control of this dude.
Poor dude needs to be baptized under the power of MANLAW and rid himself of this disease.
So the brothers must seek out this dude and free him like the many others we will free in this forum.
MANLAW.
A friend of mine asked me recently if she was spoiled.
Well, there are different degrees of being spoiled.
The not-so-bad version I would define as accustomed.
Women become accustomed to certain things and don't want to go back to bullshit. But these women are for the most part self-sufficient.
But then there is the bad case when they are enabled and feel the sense of entitlement to any and everything.
This is today's will focus - the enabled and the entitled.
There is this one chick that I have known for years that simply believes she is the girl, she controls everything.
But when this Burger King (cuz chick think she can have it her way) chick thinks she can say or do whatever she pleases with men because she thinks men should cow tail to her assiento because she has cat power.
MANLAW states that this sort of behavior only works with boys.
In fact, it does as said brat is with someone much younger than her and has no job.
But at least she has control of this dude.
Poor dude needs to be baptized under the power of MANLAW and rid himself of this disease.
So the brothers must seek out this dude and free him like the many others we will free in this forum.
MANLAW.
Wednesday, July 26, 2006
If I said it I meant it
So there's a really important thing you should understand about me: I'm a father of two sons. If you're a parent of any reasonable account, you know how significant that is. My boys are my pride and joy, the people I love above any and everything in life. They're also the reason why I'll never, EVER have any more kids.
I mean, as great as kids are -- and they are great -- being a parent is tough. Being a parent estranged from their mother and by proxy them, living in another state and having to put up with a buncha bullshit makes it that much tougher. So I decided a long time ago that it was two and I'm through. I'm lucky enough to have sons that are the spitting image of dad, have a great relationship with them and be young enough that they'll be grown while I still have some of the prime of my own life left. Why ruin a good thing?
This however, does NOT sit well with a female coworker of mine and her roommate, who I was driving home tonite. My decision to not want anymore children, in their minds was an affront to whomever I wind up hitched to (this is assuming I'm getting hitched; more on that later). By deciding at a young age and before I'm married (there's that assumption again) that I want no more children, I'm somehow snatching something away from whoever this woman is, assuming she has no children of her own, they argued.
This argument went on the whole ride, but at the end of the day, they surmised that what really must be going on is that I just haven't found the right woman, that when she comes along, I won't be so rigid.
Um, no. Ladies, please do NOT follow this line of thinking in your dealings with men. If a guy tells you he doesn't intend to do something -- get married, be monogamous, have babies, take out the trash every week -- assume he means it. Decide whether or not you can deal, and if you can't, move on.
And fellas: stick to your guns. If you know you don't want brats, don't make 'em. If you're not a Johnny Gill-type, don't be shammed into believing that all you are is some sensitive guy waiting to be touched by an angel so you can become more of a gentleman. Do you. Be you.
Manlaw: If I say it, I mean it. And don't expect me to change. You'll lose that bet every time.
-PGS
I mean, as great as kids are -- and they are great -- being a parent is tough. Being a parent estranged from their mother and by proxy them, living in another state and having to put up with a buncha bullshit makes it that much tougher. So I decided a long time ago that it was two and I'm through. I'm lucky enough to have sons that are the spitting image of dad, have a great relationship with them and be young enough that they'll be grown while I still have some of the prime of my own life left. Why ruin a good thing?
This however, does NOT sit well with a female coworker of mine and her roommate, who I was driving home tonite. My decision to not want anymore children, in their minds was an affront to whomever I wind up hitched to (this is assuming I'm getting hitched; more on that later). By deciding at a young age and before I'm married (there's that assumption again) that I want no more children, I'm somehow snatching something away from whoever this woman is, assuming she has no children of her own, they argued.
This argument went on the whole ride, but at the end of the day, they surmised that what really must be going on is that I just haven't found the right woman, that when she comes along, I won't be so rigid.
Um, no. Ladies, please do NOT follow this line of thinking in your dealings with men. If a guy tells you he doesn't intend to do something -- get married, be monogamous, have babies, take out the trash every week -- assume he means it. Decide whether or not you can deal, and if you can't, move on.
And fellas: stick to your guns. If you know you don't want brats, don't make 'em. If you're not a Johnny Gill-type, don't be shammed into believing that all you are is some sensitive guy waiting to be touched by an angel so you can become more of a gentleman. Do you. Be you.
Manlaw: If I say it, I mean it. And don't expect me to change. You'll lose that bet every time.
-PGS
Tuesday, July 25, 2006
The Point System
MANLAW: The formation of the Ladies Point System
During the course of a man courting a woman, the man attempts to score "points" to earn certain privileges.
You get points for sending flowers.
You get points for sending just thinking about you cards.
You get many points for getting that right gift for her b-day.
You accumulate points by being a perfect gentlemen: opening doors for her, seating her first at the dinner table, taking her to the movies.
The like frequent flier miles you can cash in for certain benefits they can be other things besides sex since some of the readers here may assume that's the lone prize. Some other prizes, loyalty, a well-cooked meal, being decisive, rubbing my feet.
So today MANLAW will take effect. There will be new rules on this.
It's time for women to accumulate points.
MANLAW will dictate the point system if a woman wants a strong, black man, since you know statistically speaking they are a rare find. So the stakes should be higher for these dudes.
Here is the rationale behind this system.
Typically a guy gives the woman the benefit of the doubt. The woman starts with a grade of 100 and loses points if she does. A dude has to build up credit with the woman.
So Manlaw will reverse that and pronounce that women too must start at the bottom.
I will allow my fellow brothers to set up the point system.
During the course of a man courting a woman, the man attempts to score "points" to earn certain privileges.
You get points for sending flowers.
You get points for sending just thinking about you cards.
You get many points for getting that right gift for her b-day.
You accumulate points by being a perfect gentlemen: opening doors for her, seating her first at the dinner table, taking her to the movies.
The like frequent flier miles you can cash in for certain benefits they can be other things besides sex since some of the readers here may assume that's the lone prize. Some other prizes, loyalty, a well-cooked meal, being decisive, rubbing my feet.
So today MANLAW will take effect. There will be new rules on this.
It's time for women to accumulate points.
MANLAW will dictate the point system if a woman wants a strong, black man, since you know statistically speaking they are a rare find. So the stakes should be higher for these dudes.
Here is the rationale behind this system.
Typically a guy gives the woman the benefit of the doubt. The woman starts with a grade of 100 and loses points if she does. A dude has to build up credit with the woman.
So Manlaw will reverse that and pronounce that women too must start at the bottom.
I will allow my fellow brothers to set up the point system.
All things in moderation
I can't think of a better way to spend an off day. Sex. PlayStation. More sex. More PlayStation. Head while....
Y'all get the point. But all things have limits. Consider this: word has it that just such a night was the undoing of Brazil's top soccer player on the eve of the biggest stage of 'em all.
Like I said, there are few better days than one when I can get the equipment polished over a good few hours of Madden (can't wait for '07 next month). But sometimes there can be too much of a good thing.
All things in moderation people. Manlaw.
-PGS
Y'all get the point. But all things have limits. Consider this: word has it that just such a night was the undoing of Brazil's top soccer player on the eve of the biggest stage of 'em all.
Like I said, there are few better days than one when I can get the equipment polished over a good few hours of Madden (can't wait for '07 next month). But sometimes there can be too much of a good thing.
All things in moderation people. Manlaw.
-PGS
Dafuc I look like?
MANLAW: The answer to any question asked by a woman with whom you have no long-term emotional attachment, that starts with "can i have" and ends with a dollar figure of ANY amount is always no.
Case in point: I'm on IM with a woman I know from a large midwestern city. Haven't talked to her in months until last week when she caught up with me thru myspace. Anywho, "known" her a while, used to chat all the time but we've never met. In the middle of the convo comes this:
Random woman: "hey can u send me 1000. ? i want to get my appraiers license..need cash for classes.."
Dafuc I look like? This from a woman who told me a random boytoy recently took her to Nemacolin on vacation. Surely she jests! Of course the answer is a bigass hellsno off the top, but I entertain the silliness. "Where's boytoy?" I asked, to which she responded he'd be curbed cuz he couldn't stop talking about his ex.
(in best R. Kelly falsetto) Waitaminite. You mean to tell me this herb tricks you outta town on his dime, still can't get his mind off last week's news, and you're half-jokingly asking me to invest in your education with no foreseeable return on said investment?!
Dafuc I look like?
But wait, there's more:
Random woman: "...ur not supportive..."
Me: "i am supporting you in that. i'm supporting your ability to be independent"
RW: "u want to slide ur c..k in me and support me like that but not in all my endaevours!"
YOU DAMN RIGHT I DO! After all...
Dafuc I look like?
-PGS
Case in point: I'm on IM with a woman I know from a large midwestern city. Haven't talked to her in months until last week when she caught up with me thru myspace. Anywho, "known" her a while, used to chat all the time but we've never met. In the middle of the convo comes this:
Random woman: "hey can u send me 1000. ? i want to get my appraiers license..need cash for classes.."
Dafuc I look like? This from a woman who told me a random boytoy recently took her to Nemacolin on vacation. Surely she jests! Of course the answer is a bigass hellsno off the top, but I entertain the silliness. "Where's boytoy?" I asked, to which she responded he'd be curbed cuz he couldn't stop talking about his ex.
(in best R. Kelly falsetto) Waitaminite. You mean to tell me this herb tricks you outta town on his dime, still can't get his mind off last week's news, and you're half-jokingly asking me to invest in your education with no foreseeable return on said investment?!
Dafuc I look like?
But wait, there's more:
Random woman: "...ur not supportive..."
Me: "i am supporting you in that. i'm supporting your ability to be independent"
RW: "u want to slide ur c..k in me and support me like that but not in all my endaevours!"
YOU DAMN RIGHT I DO! After all...
Dafuc I look like?
-PGS
Who are we
Today is a day a of freedom for the brothers.
Today is the debut of Brothers' Man Law.
We have drawn inspiration from the many commercials from Bud Light and will adopt those principles when it comes to making final judgments on the lives of men around this world.
When there is a situation, we will break it down and render final judgment.
Who are we?
We are three strong, professional brothers of different backgrounds.
Pimpgod'sson is 29-year old brother from Pittsburgh, who is straight up about everything he does in life. He believes it's up to you decide if you are going to deal with him or not.
Skinny G is a 32-year brother from New Orleans. He believes in loyalty and has a lot of compassion and still believes in being a southern gentlemen even though it's really not appreciated.
SPChrist is a 26-year old brother that hails from Boston. He believes that women are a gift to this world, but they need to know their boundaries.
This forum will give examples on how to position those boundaries and much, much more. So enjoy.
Today is the debut of Brothers' Man Law.
We have drawn inspiration from the many commercials from Bud Light and will adopt those principles when it comes to making final judgments on the lives of men around this world.
When there is a situation, we will break it down and render final judgment.
Who are we?
We are three strong, professional brothers of different backgrounds.
Pimpgod'sson is 29-year old brother from Pittsburgh, who is straight up about everything he does in life. He believes it's up to you decide if you are going to deal with him or not.
Skinny G is a 32-year brother from New Orleans. He believes in loyalty and has a lot of compassion and still believes in being a southern gentlemen even though it's really not appreciated.
SPChrist is a 26-year old brother that hails from Boston. He believes that women are a gift to this world, but they need to know their boundaries.
This forum will give examples on how to position those boundaries and much, much more. So enjoy.
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