I dunno - that advice might be helpful for someone who's dating Mr. Cliché Guy.
Well, it's an article in Redbook, not a Buffista discussion, which would go like this:
Why won't he stop and ask for directions?
How would she knows he won't stop and ask for directions? Has she been with him every time he has needed directions?
What she said, or...maybe he's not lost.
Maybe he's not lost.Right. Or maybe he is lost, but he doesn't know he is lost, which is part of getting lost. If you knew you were going the wrong way, you wouldn't go that wrong way. You can only go the wrong way, if you think it's the right way.
My father never asked for directions. That could be why he's dead, or at least missing. We're not quite sure.
Every man I ever knew not only asked for directions, but put a sign atop their cars which read, "If I look like I'm lost, please shout random directions at me."
Why is he obsessed with the Discovery Channel?
Men don't like the Discovery Channel. They like History International, and that Wings channel.
Excuse me, but I watch those all the time, or I did, until I couldn't afford digital cable, any longer. I need some money~ma.
Why is he obsessed with the Discovery Channel?
Obsess is from the Latin, obsidere, which, when rendered in English is akin to "to beset" or "occupy". My guess is, this man is not actually obsessed with the Discovery Channel itself, at all, but instead, is first drawn to the shows airing on said channel, and then finds them interesting, or perhaps intriguing enough to hold his interest for the entire timeslot. At best, the *shows* occupy him, but not the channel itself, c'mon? What's it supposed to be, the cheese on the flying spaghetti monster?
Why does he love quickies so much?
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Why can't he be bothered to wrap a present?
Ugh. My sister not only got a *diamond* as an engagement present, but the box was wrapped in paper. Do you know what they make paper from? Trees.
Well, maybe it was an old stone and recycled paper.
No, that's the thing. It wasn't. It's actually set in my grandmother's setting, but they got a new stone. From DeBeers. Slavery and rape of the environment. What a nice foundation for a "marriage".
You never answered the question about the paper being recycled.
I doubt it. You should see her boyfriend. He drives an SUV.
I drive an SUV, but I need it for my job.
You deliver newspapers.
*mutual marcying*