Interesting questions. Grrl heads off to look up world record nymph throwing contests.........

Presumably limited to countries in which one finds nymphs. Better check Greece, Italy, Macedonia and MacGyverLand first.

Yes, lots of travel. Time to get my frequent flier miles going.

Which makes me wonder: is Nymph a naturally occurring phenomenon?

I have found that Nymphs are a very special kind of occurance, happening rarely and under only very unusual circumstances, but when the do happen, you tend to remember them for a long time.


...especially if they are clinging to your back, yelling "Ya-Hooooo!

Speaking of which, maybe we'd better get Rock to report for a back inspection to see if he's still infested with Nymphs! I think she must have slipped off and vanished into the shrubbery.

Or perhaps not. I have observed also that Nymphs have a very highly developed ability to camouflage themselves.

Yes, but with some limitations -- I don't think she can pass for normal. <g>

Not that I'm one to be casting stones . . .

Those in grass houses shouldn't stow thrones... or something like that!

I wouldn't know, either... I wouldn't know 'normal' if it bit me on the nose!

Individuals inhabiting frangible vitreous structures should on no account use petrous formations as projectiles.

What could be simpler, or easier to remember?

Looks around carefully again, and then:

Normality is overrated!!!

Someone make me get off-line and go to bed!

Okay, I will if you will!

Okay, one more for good dreaming...

Remember, girls... dignity at all times!

*drool* oops! Ahem ... what a nice picture!

How come it's ok for you girls to drool over pictures like that.. but if a guy looks at a women like that we get called sexists pigs and accused of treating women as pieces of meat...sex objects.. and other such clichés?

We're just lucky?

I very carefully wipe the drool from my mouth and slink into a dark and deserted corner.

I still like the picture though!

I have been to both a gentleman's club and to a male dance review, and I can say with perfect honesty that the men porported themselves with far more dignity, discretion, and decorum than the women, who were absolutely going wild stuffing dollar bills down these poor men's clouts.

Any woman who says that only men are sexist, is a hypocrite... and those words will never cross my lips, I promise you, Rocky.

*gets up, stretched and yawns*
A new morning... a whole new set of fresh possibilites...

...for me to WIN!

Exactly what I was thinking! I win! I win!



Mac

wow thank you for starting MY winning party

i win!! i win!!

Nope, I do!!!

*wipes sweat off brow*

Nope, I rode him all night long.

*wipes sweat off brow*

Nope, I rode him all night long.

See, I knew it wasn't easy to throw you. Now be nice and give Rocky a break.

If he asks me very nicely ANNNND he's not the last one to post. I will.

Speaking of giving Rocky a break . . .

Why, shucks, Rocky, don’t you realise we really love you for your mind? And Mac, too, of course.

Seriously, that’s a really good question. Fifteen or twenty years ago, I might have given you a self-righteous and hypocritical answer – and fifteen or twenty years ago, most guys from whom I heard that kind of comment would have deserved most if not all of the condemnation handed out to them. The world I see around me is very different from the one I was born into, so much so that it’s easy to forget how much it has changed. Memory being what it is, you’re inevitably going to get clobbered by people who are still reacting to the way they were treated twenty years ago. Some veterans of the Equality Wars still flinch at an innocent remark the way a military veteran flinches when a car backfires.

The presence of a sense of humour makes a big difference – but try to imagine what it was like to be sexually pressured, and then told “Hey, baby! I was just kidding! Can’t you b*****s take a joke?” if one actually objected to, for example, blatant uninvited groping. I find the current world much easier to deal with: the kind of people I hang out with will take ‘no’ for an answer, have reasonably intact senses of humour, and recognise flirtation as an amusing social pastime. This leaves me the freedom to accept flirtation as a compliment instead of regarding it as a threat.

So all I can do is second Loth’s promise not to insist that sexist behaviour is only on one side. Nor will I accuse you of sexist behaviour, unless I think you’re actually displaying some.

'Beth

I win. Period. No debating it.