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"Some of you male beings explain to me.."

Why some men think that they will score by leaning out of their white rusty vans with a vest dripping with sweat that has not been washed and is doused with oil stains... beeping their horns and going 'aye aye love!'

These are the usual subjects of either twenty or so year old builders or overweight middle aged men that beep as they pass anything with breasts!

Or, the teenagers in their done up scummy little nova's that drive like the bat out of hell till they catch sight of some 'talent' in which they slow down so you cannot hear them as they creep up wind down the windows check you out from the front and obviously the back then raise there fingers of what you have been scored out of ten!
What makes me giggle is the ones that have to 'black out their windows' because they are so unforgivably ugly they toot and scream at you with the safety that you wont go 'ewwwwwwwwwwwwww' in their faces and laugh in their expense.

What am i getting at???

It happens all of the time - usually in the summer when I dont help myself as I am obviously not covered up like the raj's wife - sp this I can understand and should expect


BUT last night all I did was walk the tiny 3 minute walk from my house over the pedestrian crossing and down to the garage to top up my phone and low and behold it happens....

baring in mnd I am little, I have a big puffa jacket as my long 'coat' would get saturated. My hands are deep inside my pockets and my legs are going at it like no tomorrow to make haste to the shops as I am dripping - A man slows up on a busy road actually WINDS DOWN HIS WINDOW in the RAIN, checks me out - even though I am soaked and wolf whistles and winks at me.... This man was not in a blacked out little scummy nova, nor a stolen white van OH NO this type of man was a 'business man' n his twenties in a beemer on his OWN.

I was shocked because this proves they come on all shapes and sizes I would just love an explanation lads why do 'some' men do it???

i might invent a little keyring device with a button and everytime you press said button, a wolf whistle sounds at an ear shattering 200,000dB.

I'D MAKE A FORTUNE

(i would waste it though)

Lil Ginge wrote:

> Yesh what ladies would prefer are the sweet gentlemen

You see, from my experiece that's the exact opposite of what girls look for. Not saying any girl wants to have some over sexed freak hollering her out the side window of his banged out Astra though.

"Yesh what ladies would prefer are the sweet gentlemen that smile and actually walk up to you and talk instead of howl at you like you are a piece of meat."

Bull. Girls go after the guys who mistreat, ignore and generally act like ****s to them.

You see, it's called a penis. Men have it and like to put in in a lady's v*gina (why is that filtered?). What some men don't have however, is a brain. They substitute this by buying Vauxhall Novas. The lower the suspension the lower the IQ.

I don't think there's anything wrong with people doing that, just wish they didn't have to do it in such a crude method. You can't deny that you love the attention. Why can't we live in the days of top-hats, where women courtseyed and urchins swept chimneys?

That kind of stuff don't usually happen round my area - mingers/slappers etc. everywhere you turn.

My girlfriend lives in a civilised area so it ain't that bad for her either (except when she worked at McDonalds and virtually every guy on the drive thru hit on her!).

Lil Ginge, you're pretty good looking if you don't mind me saying. None of that 'Oy oy' stuff, just a compliment :P

It is unclassy biggles.

Alot of my friends do it. When I am in the front seat with the lads at school they often beep uncontrollably at some random female ranging from 14-50 - these are much loved friends yet the type I know id never persue for they are knob jockeys for boyfriends...

Yesh what ladies would prefer are the sweet gentlemen that smile and actually walk up to you and talk instead of howl at you like you are a piece of meat.

My boyfriend is a gentlemen. And he is damn fine. Damn it now I am horny

*gets in car and howls at random women*

When I was in hospital, there was this fine piece of meat - probably about 70-80 years old, looked about 65. I kept wolf-wistling, but nothing, so what I did, was, turned off her life-support machine.

That's a good point. We may slow down to see if a girl is stunning (if she is, we slowly move away, if not - foot down and get the hell out of there) but we never shout anything.

Taxi drivers are the worst for that, we were getting directions off one once and this fit bird walked past. He turned away from us "Oy oy, sexay!" then turned back and picked up mid sentence. Madness.

MoJoJoJo wrote:
> Show us a photo of yourself. Tiltawhirl wants wood for 6 months again.

Heh

I've already got wood, just the thought that I might be communicating with a girl is enough to get me going.

I'm not weird....honest

ßora† SagdiyeV wrote:
> It's not the wolfwhistles you've got to worry about, it's being
> bundled into the boot that's the real worry.
>
> Anyway, if a car full of girls drove past me, and shouted some
> graphic sexual inuendoes, I'd probably grin back, and carry on
> walking daydreaming about being taken advantage of by a group of
> sex-crazed harlots. :D

damn

I knew that was you me and catherine apologise...