Rants About Men

Ranting about my struggles with men.
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Advice for Men about Ex & Current Girlfriends

Hey there. I'm tired, I'm pissed off and I need to rant. But it's an educational rant, so pay attention.

Men... Or, perhaps I should say "guys" instead... TAKE CARE OF YOUR FUCKING BUSINESS.

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Scrapped Topic: Manwhores

I am friends with a good number of manwhores. Sure, I've previously written about women and what makes them whores, but I suppose I should examine the manwhore aspect.

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I'm His Funhouse

I recently wrote about my first love. I sat down with the intention of trying to figure out an answer to one question and ended up answering a different one. I started writing and just kept on going and going until when I got to the end, I figured out exactly what Brandon had meant to me.

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DNA Ain't Nothin' But a Gene Thang, Baby

One of my favorite pictures of all times is one from the Xmas right before I turned 3 years old. It's one of my mom, my dad and I crouched in front of the tree, faces glowing with ear to ear grins. The clothes and the hairstyles are terribly dated. The photograph itself has faded considerably. But the message of it, the meaning behind it was clear: We are a happy family.

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Yes, Guys Really ARE This Simple

At one point in my life, I got the male species figured out and categorized into three separate classifications. I had arguments from all of my male friends that I was lumping too many of them together, that it wasn't fair to assign someone a label. The women I knew would laugh and nod. The labels might not be fair, but they tend to be fairly accurate.

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Inspiration Thwarted!

Yesterday I posted a blog featuring some of the reasons why I and the women on my friends list had been undeservedly called bitches.

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All in a Name: Boy Edition

There are certain things that come to mind when you hear a name. Yesterday I tackled some of the more common girl names and gave them their generalizations.

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The Measure of a Man

I got an interesting e-mail the other day. Well, it didn't start off with this e-mail, it was about 10 e-mails or so in between a new myfriend and myself. There was mention of nicknames, mention of a story of how said nicknames were earned. Pictures were sent. Zara was speechless. Zara is NEVER speechless.

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Robert Smith Was Wrong

Boys DO cry.

Sure, you don't see it very often.

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Brian Responds

I got a response from Brian, the boyfriend from high school that I talk about in the latest blog currently posted on Myspazz. I was tempted to post it there, but I thought that it was better saved for those of you who care enough to support me here.

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I Want This Motherfucker!

So I told you what kind of girl that I am. There were even a good number of women out there that said they could relate to at least some of it, so I'm not a complete anomaly. Today I thought we could tackle the list of desirable male traits, whatcha say?

The following is a list of things that I personally would love to find in a man.



1. I am the kind of guy who will NEVER mention my ex-girlfriend's name in your presence, whether what I am talking about is positive or negative.

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Things Women Should Know About Men

I love men. In romantic relationships, I tend to torture the fuck out of them, but for the most part, I love men. I've managed to secure a good number of friendships with men, and I've somehow kept my mouth shut long enough to glean some very important infomation from them. I'd like to pass that information onto the ladies now.

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For Angelina (AKA Men Jokes)

You wanted men jokes? You got em, doll!


Q: Why are most blonde jokes one-liners?

A: So that men can understand them.

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Q: Why did the blonde girl have a bruised belly button?

A: Blonde men are stupid too.

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A man walks into a drugstore and asks the pharmacist for a pack of condoms. Paying for them, he bursts into laughter and walks out of the store. The next day he comes in again, again buys condoms, and again walks out laughing. Thinking this is somewhat strange, the pharmacist asks his assistant to follow the man if he comes back. Sure enough, the man comes in the next day and walks out laughing. This time the assistant goes after him, returning 20 minutes later.

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You KNOW You're Addicted to Myspace When...

You KNOW You're Addicted to Myspace When...
* You break up with someone by changing your status.

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