The Man Thread.

[Sam Thompson]

Due to the increase in dishwasher, moisturiser, and baking threads, I feel the need to post some role models and inspirational videos. Feel free to add your own.

 

 

 

 

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[/ame] Edited April 24, 2012 by Sam Thompson

[WorcsWuss]

Bro... surely there's no one 'more man' here than the guy who gets ad banners for ebony dating on his ArbTalk....

[Andy Collins]

Hmmm I'm not so sure, smacks a bit of trying too hard to be seen to be a manly man?

Then there are my concerns over such a title as "The Man Thread" I mean, do you need to appear more manly to other men? Are you threatened by other men's perception of your manliness? Or lack of? Oooooo there are so many questions this whole thread brings to the fore

[WorcsWuss]

Hmmm I'm not so sure, smacks a bit of trying too hard to be seen to be a manly man?

Then there are my concerns over such a title as "The Man Thread" I mean, do you need to appear more manly to other men? Are you threatened by other men's perception of your manliness? Or lack of? Oooooo there are so many questions this whole thread brings to the fore

 

:lol:

 

Shawandah had things in places women shouldn't have things like that in places like those....

[WorcsWuss]

Only a Aussie man can make you feel like a woman .......

 

A plane passed through a severe storm. The turbulence was awful, and

Things went from bad to worse when one wing was struck by lightning.

 

One woman lost it completely.

 

She stood up in the front of the plane and screamed, 'I'm too young to die,'

she cried. Then she yelled, 'If I'm going to die, I want my last minutes on

earth to be memorable! Is there anyone on this plane who can make me

feel like a WOMAN?'

 

For a moment, there was silence. Everyone stared at the desperate woman

in the front of the plane. Then the man from Australia stood up in the rear of

the plane.

 

He was handsome, tall, well built, with dark brown hair and hazel eyes.

Slowly, he started to walk up the aisle, unbuttoning his shirt as he went,

one button at a time. No one moved. He removed his shirt. Muscles rippled

across his chest. She gasped...

 

Then, he spoke...

 

'Iron this -- and then get me a beer.'