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Since time immemorial — which is to say it's been going on for such a long time that nobody can remember a time before it — women have been asking men trick questions, and men have been stupidly falling for it time and time after bloodytimeandtimeagain.
Perhaps it's not been since time immemorial, but whoever it was that royally flubbed it up first either isn't telling, or you're all just too embarrassed to admit when it was that it first happened exactly, so it's easier to just not talk about it and discuss sport instead. As an unwritten rule, men only like to talk about other great men. You may not have noticed, but more books have been written about Charlemagne than say, Carrot Top.
In any event, it's about damned time you quit stumbling blindly into the quicksand, and learned a lesson or two from those brave souls that have gone before.
The following questions have been carefully crafted to prepare you not with simply the words to say, but more importantly, what not to say. Sometimes, an attentive expression and a warm smile is worth a thousand words, whereas your own arse-ish utterances are more likely to have you exiled and spooning with the dog on the back porch. Or worse, behind an unlocked door in your empty bachelors apartment watching a hand-me-down 3rd-generation tape-to-tape copy of Behind the Green Door, replete with fuzz, static and picture blackouts from excessive use of freeze-frame.
That daily bucket of Cheetos might have had something to do with it.
Let's see... add 10 pounds for the Häagen-Dazs, 10 pounds for the "extra crispy recipe" from KFC, 10 pounds for your daily double latte with triple sugar and triple cream, 10 pounds for your chocolate addiction, ...eh... what are we up to now? I think I'm still 30 pounds short somewhere.
The 10 pounds was there before I took the picture, and unfortunately, is still here now. And then some.
You need to lose a lot more than 10 pounds to look thin.
How many cameras were used to take this picture?
Not to you, baby.
Oh (name), you're always your own worst critic.
You look beautiful.
The more the merrier. (repealed)
The bigger the cushion, the sweeter the pushin'. (Oh, bad! Very bad. Don't go there.)
I love you just the way you are. (saying less is usually more)
A pen and paper would work fine too, I guess, though my math skills aren't what they used to be back when I'd only slept with as many women as I could count on both hands and both feet.
Well, as many of them that I could.
I forgot them all when I met you.
I love you. (Run away as quickly as you can.)
Do I look like the kind of person who gets laid often? (Not something you want to advertise)
Listening is integral to success in any relationship. Failing that, work toward creating a decent impersonation — nodding, smiling, and verbal acknowledgements like "Uh huh" and "Yeah" are a good start.
What you are thinking...
What you can actually say...
What?
Crap. She's asked me something again. What was the last thing I remember her talking about? Her mother's corns? Gah!
No I'm not. I'm busy. I'm always busy. And you're always talking.
No.
TOUCHDOWN!!!!
Yes. Yes, of course I am. What was that last bit again? We did say, less is more
Yes, and you're right. You're completely right.
Yes, and I completely agree.
Uh...Fuchsia Pink? Fuchsia pink is THE answer to all the female's needs, but do not pronounce it in the form of a question.
Mumbles. Then she'll ask in the form of "what was that?" then you go back at her with "Now who's not listening, huh? Now who's not listenin'?" on slightly raised voice to make a point to her that you WERE "listening". Note: This is a good way to start divorce proceedings.
Wake up! This is a trick question, even the hottest broad (not PC! — Ed.) chick in the world only sees the negative aspects of her looks. Any answer on this one is instantly interpreted as about the here and now. Always remember, removing your tongue with kitchen scissors remains the most viable response to ANY questioning.
What you are thinking...
What you can actually say...
You already are.
I already do.
When I'm old I hope I can be one of those old men that somehow pull young attractive women - I wish I could pull young attractive women now.
Of course I will. She'll think of you as a liar.
Oh honey, that's such a long way off. Let's not talk about such depressing things. She'll think of you as a romantic liar, which is only a little better.
I love you.
That'll never happen to you, sweetie. All laws of physics were suspended for someone as perfect as you. (repealed after field tests revealed nobody can get past the first sentence without breaking down and laughing)
Scientific note: For this question, field tests have proven that you can't actually escape it. This is a question beyond the scope of science or philosophy. Being of a scientific nature, the query requires a truthful scientific answer, but the questioner expects praise (which would be a lie in this case) in return. Thus, neither truth or falsehood will get satisfactory results. This is the ultimate question that no man can escape.
Careful, you may get absolutely lost and not say anything for several minutes... unless you happen to be one of those gay guys who knows every single article of clothing in a woman's closet. But then why are you dating a woman? Get out you poser.
What you are thinking...
What you can actually say...
Something slutty.
A towel?
Actually, how about nothing?
Me
I DON'T BLOODY CARE!
Anything you want, you look good in anything/everything and nothing.
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