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I beg to differ. You just don't get the **** that comes along with PMS. Therefore I just call it Pissy Male Syndrome (my mom calls it **** & Moan Syndrome....same difference)
I call bull. Yours comes once per month on a schedule as per nature. Our "moods" come at sporadic intervals depending on how much interaction with women we've had recently.
btw... Renee went to get her hair down, they dyed it bright ass red lol. Shes pissed
I was gonna say, I thought she already WAS a redhead.
S'OK, I got highlights one time and somethign was up with the solution - I ended up with BRIGHT blonde (almost white) blotchy hair. It was not pretty and I was SO not happy. Thank God my upstairs neighbor at the time was a stylist. I ran home and she fixed it ASAP.
You should've seen my hair a few years ago.... I think most of you'd have been in high school still. Wes would've been in grade school 
I decided to shock some friend and my hair was ( at the time ) darker, so I had my friend's wife dye my hair... or just bleach it...
My hair was as blonde as Billy Idol ( for those of you too young... he was in the wedding singer as himself ).
Still didn't get the chicks... blondes apparently don't ALWAYS have more fun.
I decided to shock some friend and my hair was ( at the time ) darker, so I had my friend's wife dye my hair... or just bleach it...
My hair was as blonde as Billy Idol ( for those of you too young... he was in the wedding singer as himself ).
Still didn't get the chicks... blondes apparently don't ALWAYS have more fun.
Which reminds me of a good story from my trip to Target yesterday (it's a bit long):
I stopped at Target in Irwin to pick up Forza on my way home from work yesterday. I was standing around in the electronics section patiently waiting for an employee to finish helping another customer when I noticed a kid, probably between 10-13 years old, playing a PS3 demo. His mom called to him from down the aisle, "Bobby, let's go now. We're going to check out." He didn't acknowledge her. She called again, "Bobby, come on." He continued to play as if he was all alone in the store. "Bobby, LET'S GO. We're leaving NOW!" No response. "Don't make me come over there... you'll regret it." Absolutely no acknowledgement from the kid. He didn't even blink.
So finally, the lady walks over to the kid. At this point I'm thinking, 'Oh snap... Bobby's about to get smacked around! Sweet!' She leans over and says quietly but sternly in his ear, "Bobby, we are leaving now! Let's go!" as she grabs his arm with authority. He casually shakes his arm loose without taking his eyes off of the screen or even making a sound. He continues to play as if no one is around him. The mother stands there for a minute with her shopping cart, confused as if she has no idea what to do now. So after a few seconds, she walks away with her cart and says, "That's fine, I'll leave you here so you can have your fun." I watched for about 30 seconds more as he just stood there playing the game while his mother disappeared through the other aisles towards the front of the store.
At that point, the Target employee came over to me and I went to the next aisle to retrieve my game. I didn't see what the kid did after that. I was absolutely amazed. What is wrong with parents these days? I would have gotten a nice smack on the behind if that were me. I know I'd at least be afraid to go home and have to face my Dad after that. I know people discourage parents from physically punishing their kids these days, but come on now. A kid like that definitely needs something to knock a little sense into him. I'm thoroughly convinced that I might get in trouble when I raise my future kids. There is no way I would let my kid disrespect me like that and get away without punishment.
Yeah... there's a difference bewteen discipline and abuse.
That's the problem... kids my age that hated being hit for doing wrong overcompensate and are afriad to be "that parent" and have their kids have bead feelings towards them.. blah blah blah....
My friend was afraid to swat her kid's but becuase she tought people would think that she was a bad mom....whatever....
I was always good in stores, or I paid for it when I got home... many a wooden spoon was broken either threatening me or acting on it...
I turned out good.
That's the problem... kids my age that hated being hit for doing wrong overcompensate and are afriad to be "that parent" and have their kids have bead feelings towards them.. blah blah blah....
My friend was afraid to swat her kid's but becuase she tought people would think that she was a bad mom....whatever....
I was always good in stores, or I paid for it when I got home... many a wooden spoon was broken either threatening me or acting on it...
I turned out good.
I stopped at Target in Irwin to pick up Forza on my way home from work yesterday. I was standing around in the electronics section patiently waiting for an employee to finish helping another customer when I noticed a kid, probably between 10-13 years old, playing a PS3 demo. His mom called to him from down the aisle, "Bobby, let's go now. We're going to check out." He didn't acknowledge her. She called again, "Bobby, come on." He continued to play as if he was all alone in the store. "Bobby, LET'S GO. We're leaving NOW!" No response. "Don't make me come over there... you'll regret it." Absolutely no acknowledgement from the kid. He didn't even blink.
So finally, the lady walks over to the kid. At this point I'm thinking, 'Oh snap... Bobby's about to get smacked around! Sweet!' She leans over and says quietly but sternly in his ear, "Bobby, we are leaving now! Let's go!" as she grabs his arm with authority. He casually shakes his arm loose without taking his eyes off of the screen or even making a sound. He continues to play as if no one is around him. The mother stands there for a minute with her shopping cart, confused as if she has no idea what to do now. So after a few seconds, she walks away with her cart and says, "That's fine, I'll leave you here so you can have your fun." I watched for about 30 seconds more as he just stood there playing the game while his mother disappeared through the other aisles towards the front of the store.
At that point, the Target employee came over to me and I went to the next aisle to retrieve my game. I didn't see what the kid did after that. I was absolutely amazed. What is wrong with parents these days? I would have gotten a nice smack on the behind if that were me. I know I'd at least be afraid to go home and have to face my Dad after that. I know people discourage parents from physically punishing their kids these days, but come on now. A kid like that definitely needs something to knock a little sense into him. I'm thoroughly convinced that I might get in trouble when I raise my future kids. There is no way I would let my kid disrespect me like that and get away without punishment.
So finally, the lady walks over to the kid. At this point I'm thinking, 'Oh snap... Bobby's about to get smacked around! Sweet!' She leans over and says quietly but sternly in his ear, "Bobby, we are leaving now! Let's go!" as she grabs his arm with authority. He casually shakes his arm loose without taking his eyes off of the screen or even making a sound. He continues to play as if no one is around him. The mother stands there for a minute with her shopping cart, confused as if she has no idea what to do now. So after a few seconds, she walks away with her cart and says, "That's fine, I'll leave you here so you can have your fun." I watched for about 30 seconds more as he just stood there playing the game while his mother disappeared through the other aisles towards the front of the store.
At that point, the Target employee came over to me and I went to the next aisle to retrieve my game. I didn't see what the kid did after that. I was absolutely amazed. What is wrong with parents these days? I would have gotten a nice smack on the behind if that were me. I know I'd at least be afraid to go home and have to face my Dad after that. I know people discourage parents from physically punishing their kids these days, but come on now. A kid like that definitely needs something to knock a little sense into him. I'm thoroughly convinced that I might get in trouble when I raise my future kids. There is no way I would let my kid disrespect me like that and get away without punishment.
And if I EVER disrespected EITHER of my parents like that my ass was going to be hurting by the time I got to the car AND you'd better believe it was going to be a LONG TIME before I even got to touch a video game controller at a store again.


