If I were a boy, I would have moved out of my parents’ house the minute I landed a decent paying job and if the pay wasn’t that decent I would find a similar minded roommate to shack up with and share the rent.
If I were a boy, I would not even think about getting married before the age of 35. I would indulge in as many relationships as possible, take my time discovering what it was I liked and disliked, enjoyed a debt-free, responsibility-free life until I was dead certain I was ready for a lifelong commitment.
If I were a boy, I would not date a girl who was taller than me or almost my same height because I know how much women love wearing heels in addition to the fact that having a woman tower over me would me emasculating. (I would probably be a guy with an inferiority complex and deep rooted insecurities too.)
“I would indulge in as many relationships as possible, take my time discovering what it was I liked and disliked, enjoyed a debt-free, responsibility-free life until I was dead certain I was ready for a lifelong commitment.”
If I were a boy, I would read and religiously study “The Book of Rules” and “Why Men Marry Bitches” so that I could easily understand when a woman starts to play games. Then equipped with my newfound knowledge I would confront them whenever they tried to play hard to get.
If I were a boy, I would try out the urban legend technique of trying to flirt with the less attractive friend to see if the more attractive one would get jealous and find me attractive. Some guys have sworn by the effectiveness of this approach but I have yet to see it for myself.
If I were a boy, I would not bore my girlfriend the details of my high-protein, low carb diet, weekly workout regime or ask if my new hairstyle made me look like Cristiano Ronaldo. In return I would ask that she not tell me about why she needs to go to the hair salon or discuss hers woes of PMS.
If I were a boy, I would try to look like one. I would not be caught dead sporting male jewelry, skinny jeans and I would definitely have a kick ass tattoo that was neither tribal or Goth inspired.
“I would learn how to cook and clean for myself. I would naturally assume that as a guy who wants to live on my own that I would manage to survive without my mom, sister or wife making me a cup of coffee and an omelet in the morning.”
If I were a boy, I would learn how to cook and clean for myself. I would naturally assume that as a guy who wants to live on my own that I would manage to survive without my mom, sister or wife making me a cup of coffee and an omelet in the morning. I would also know how sexy women find this and subtly brag about it.