Forum Overview :: Rants :: Re: Being macho means not having to explain yourself.

[quote name="Pieter"][quote name="Zseni"] I'll bite! Please pick out the funny bits of Ray's posts for me and tell me why they're funny. Be specific. [/quote] [quote name="Ray of Light"] The obfuscation and glamor I provide as a public service. Evidence, hon, that's my stock in trade. [ Names have been changed. All conversations live and recollected.] <b>Pam</b> is a big-titted artist who likes people to think she's dumb, for about five seconds. Home is filled with freakish and compelling art. Good at eye contact. She likes to say I have addictions; I say, "only to being awesome, baby". Me: what do you think of beef jerky? Pam: ... Me: dried strips of beef. See, it looks kind of like kelp. [I offer her some] Pam: it smells like dog food. Me: just try a piece. It's like cookies, but made of meat. Pam: [takes a stamp-sized piece, chews twice, spits it out] how can you eat that shit? <b>Sam</b> is a chunky brunette with a psych degree that I think she should ask for a refund on. Likes the books from candle stores, with one line of text per page. Hockey hair makes her look like a man, from the right angle. Me: jer- Sam: my dad likes that stuff. Get it away. <b>Kay</b> is a redhead and (I suspect) a kleptomaniac. Unshy. No pets. Car has dents. Owns a lot of hardcover books with mismatched jackets, because you can save a bundle by swapping them in the store. Kay: Whatchoo eating? Me: Jerky. It's good but most women don't like it [reverse psychology!] Kay: gimme some. [we're speaking on the phone, so I can't] Me: We're speaking on the phone. I can't. Kay: I think I had it once anyway. It gave me bad breath. <b>Fay</b> is a motherly mother, in her forties. Will talk dirty to anyone who'll listen. Drives like a cabbie, curses and all. Fay: Tell me that's not jerky. Me: I'll tell you it IS! Fay: [rolls eyes] It's full of nitrates. It will give you [inaudible] Me: What can I say? I like chewing on beef. This flavor is sweet and hot, my favorite. Fay: I got some beef you can chew. It's sweet. And hot. Me: [inaudible] <b>May</b> is skinny and bookish. Eyelass frames extremely delicate. Low tolerance for mess of any kind. Her bedroom always smells like fruit or vanilla or the seashore. The nonprescription contents of her bathroom would put many pharmacies to shame. Good driver. Me: [walks through door] May: [wrinkles nose] Eat that outside. <b>Bea</b> has two mastiffs. She's in her late thirties and single and not quite fit. She dresses frumpily and smokes a lot. Me: Would you like some jerky? Bea: [eyeing other people in the room like maybe I'm playing a prank; seems angry to have been singled out] No thanks. <b>Flo</b> rarely speaks. Doesn't like T.V. Outwardly, politely agressive toward any act of foolishness, especially when another woman is responsible. Always wears pants. Her dog knows nine different tricks. Me: [lean bag toward her, raise eyebrows] Jen: [single shake of head, looks away] <b>Nat</b> is a super-skinny suicide blonde, about 24. Into skateboarding but doesn't like to drive. Uses weird words like "nappy" and o.b. instead of Tampax. Obsessively flirty. Has postcard-sized portraits of semi-nude men hung in strategic nub-rubbing locations around her apartment. Her cats will shit in, or on, anything you care about. Me: want some jerked beef? Nat: [brief laugh, like you'd direct at a retarded person] No. Jerky is masculine, because these girls say so. Who will refute them? You? YOUR MOTHER? Forget it -- you're bad at being a girl, <i>by your own admission</i>. [/quote] The less he had to do with you, the funnier he got. [quote name="Zseni"] Be specific.[/quote] Is "Ha ha!" specific enough? INC thought a few LOLs would've cut it, but that was AFTER Ray lost his Aura, so I think we're all a bit lost. #Pieter[/quote]