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Originally Posted by Heywood
I thought the majority of women wanted the bad boy type...at least until they get tired of getting slapped around.
If I'm not mistaken women in the west have had that going on long before they started making money..
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I don't know what women want. Never could figure that one out.
This is going sound really crude so I apologize in advance, but my Uncle Barney once said to me(and everyone else who was in earshot, including his wife who he had just had an argument with at the time):
"I've never met a woman who didn't understand two things: A hard d*ck and the back of my hand!"
Needless to say, Barney was a "bad boy" right on up to his dying day. He never met a man he wasn't ready to fight, if he didn't like the tone of his voice, and he never let a pretty lady walk by without giving her the eye, a big smile, and a friendly hello.
And it seemed like every woman loved him, they all flocked to him, even when he 75 yrs old. The last time I saw him, he was 75. He had just gotten out of jail for beating up a rather large young man who mouthed off to him at a traffic light. They were yelling at each other at a traffic light because Barney had cut him off with a sudden lane change. They told each other to f*ck off. The big guy, who was nearly twice the size of Barney, who was a small man, opened his car door and stepped out. After the fight, the dazed and badly beaten young man, who suffered a concussion among his other injuries, said to Barney, "Why did you do that to me? I didn't do anything to you." Barney said, "When you opened your car door, that was it!"
At the wedding reception, I was talking to the wife of my brother-in-law's brother, an attractive lady about 40 yrs. old. Barney entered the room, saw me and her, walked over to us, said hello, smiled at her and said, "You foolin' around yet?" She laughed, and said, "Barney, you know I'm not like that." The grin never left his face, and he told her, "Well, give me a ring when you're ready, I'm in the book, Barney McNally, 826 Lilac St." And off he went off to hit on the friends of the bride, who was 25. She smiled at me and merely said, "Oh, that Barney!" I think she was quite flattered. Barney danced better than any of the young men there, and all the young ladies were lining up to dance with him that night.
Barney was the quintessential bad boy, even at the age of 75!
So, maybe it's true what they say about the ladies liking bad boys!
JayBee
P.S. Barney was a merchant marine and had many good stories about his days in LOS, as well. And England, hell, he owned that place to hear him talk about it!