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Couples kissingAs a proponent for being single I had an interesting thought as to why relationships are beneficial. It took an awkward exchange with one of my girl friends for this to happen but that’s besides the point. Girl friend, not girlfriend. Weird that I have those right?

Luckily enough she knows me really well and my rants don’t affect her. It’s a good thing too because I seem to do it a lot with her. After a recent spazz of mine there was a long silence from her. I thought I had done it this time. I apologized and she responded saying that I was going crazy. She was right. Apparently she let’s me go off my tangents for her amusement. Wait, wait, wait. How often do I do that? Why do I do it with her more than others? There had to be a reason for this. There had to be a blog post in this.

Men and women go crazy in their own way. We all have problems but I think men and women are affected by them differently.

The craziness of the opposite sex negates each other when they’re together. Like two negatives making a positive. Ok, maybe the craziness doesn’t go away completely but I believe with the right person it can dramatically decrease.

How does this happen? My guess is magic. Or, it could just have to do with the person being there to listen to you and vice versa.

Being able to communicate with someone that you share a special bond with is a lot different than talking to your friends. Knowing that you have someone there by your side whether present or not is also something to be considered.

It’s just the thought but who knows. There might just be something to this whole relationship thing.


 

Crazy chick licking her dog

Most definitely. She's crazy. Avoid.

 

Women. An interesting species for sure. Beautiful in many ways while crazy in others. Our testosterone and penis tells us to fuck as many as possible. We get ourselves in trouble a lot.

Some women, however, must be avoided at all costs. If you haven’t discovered who these women are, then keep reading. Subscribe too. I’ll be uncovering more as time goes on.

She likes animals? Cute.
She likes them more than people? Run. Run fast.

Don’t get me wrong. Animals are great. But they can’t talk to me and no matter what you say, they don’t understand a one word I say to them. That’s what friends are for. Or 1 (900) numbers, if you’re desperate.

Empirical research shows that women/girls who prefer animals over humans are, in fact, crazy. Think old lady with a million cats. That’s what she’ll be in the years to come.

Need more of a reason? They’re flakes. Don’t rely on them. You’ll be let down.

More? Drama. Their lives are consumed with it. They have to be. The animals they talk to don’t talk back and that can drive a person mad after a while. Read the rest of this entry »

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