[quote]ElbowStrike wrote:
PGJ wrote:
Anything done while watching TV is not manly. (It speaks volumes about your partner)
Hey, “good ole” Georgian missionary position sex with the lights turned off just isn’t enough for some of us. 
– ElbowStrike[/quote]
I think the “Georgia Missionary Position” involves some sort of livestock but it really doesn’t have anything to do with the lights.
[quote]Zap Branigan wrote:
ElbowStrike wrote:
PGJ wrote:
Anything done while watching TV is not manly. (It speaks volumes about your partner)
Hey, “good ole” Georgian missionary position sex with the lights turned off just isn’t enough for some of us.
– ElbowStrike
I think the “Georgia Missionary Position” involves some sort of livestock but it really doesn’t have anything to do with the lights.[/quote]
They call that “stump bustin’” back in Texas.
[quote]MaloVerde wrote:
PGJ wrote:
Sex inside a gas chamber, without a gas mask…very, very manly!
You have brought back horrible memories of the CS chamber. If you are having sex in said chamber, you are ‘THE MAN!’
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Yes, however it would speak volumes about your partner.
[quote]PGJ wrote:
Yes, however it would speak volumes about your partner.
[/quote]
Your partner would also be…
…“THE MAN”!!! :o
Look, if you want to do something manly and you happen to be married, do this:
Be a good dad to a great little orphan kid from China. I did this and I think its far more ‘manly’ than killing things or smashing them. Any fucking beast out in the forest can do that.
Did you remember to ask somebody to pull your finger?
[quote]dragonmamma wrote:
Did you remember to ask somebody to pull your finger?[/quote]
No, but I did bite a chunk out of a brick of cheese.
[quote]ElbowStrike wrote:
dragonmamma wrote:
Did you remember to ask somebody to pull your finger?
No, but I did bite a chunk out of a brick of cheese.[/quote]
I once took a shit in the forest and used an unknown bundle of leaves to wipe my ass. Then I shotgunned a beer and pounded in stakes to tie down the boat for the night while I camped on the shore. The island I was staying on was deemed “Spider island” due to its huge population of spiders running around all over the rocks on the shore.
YEAH
[quote]ElbowStrike wrote:
dragonmamma wrote:
Did you remember to ask somebody to pull your finger?
No, but I did bite a chunk out of a brick of cheese.[/quote]
Was it the size of a car battery?
[quote]Zap Branigan wrote:
Was it the size of a car battery?[/quote]
Sadly, no. 
[quote]ElbowStrike wrote:
Zap Branigan wrote:
Was it the size of a car battery?
Sadly, no. :([/quote]
Costanza would not be proud of you.
HOLY BURNING VAGINA BATMAN!
seriously, if it stings open pores on your skin, just imagine what that poor womans gonna feel… get 'er done
[quote]Miserere wrote:
And by “cutting” you mean “biting it off and eating it so as not to put good nutrients to waste”, right?[/quote]
Since when did Tom Cruise join the thread?
A couple years back…started out the day in New Orleans, where after being up until 8 am the ‘night’ before, I awoke at 2pm. That is manly. Started drinking after breakfast, 1 hour after waking up. \
That is manly. Drank 4 hurricanes at Pat O’Brien’s in addition to countless beers…manly. Went to nudie bar on Bourbon St. and blew about $200 on strippers…def manly.
Went straight from nudie bar to Harrah’s casino and played poker until my flight left at 8am…you get the point.
Got back home and watched TV until I had to bounce at the nightclub (ok not so manly, but I needed some rest.) Beat up some yokel at the nightclub by kneeing him in the face about 15 times.
Stayed up all night, so I am counting this sleepless period as ‘one day’.
I don’t know if this counts as really manly by the standards of the other “days” recounted here, but at least it is true.
Last Sunday got up, worked trap bar deadlifts, ate a big fucking breakfast.
It started snowing like a bitch. Where I live, that means stay home. No one here can drive in the shit.
Lit a fire in the fireplace.
Watched first game while surfing net. Got high.
Got laid, got high some more.
Made T-bones w/ mashed potatoes and roasted veggies for me and my sweetie. Not manly because I cooked? Oh well. I didn’t marry her for her cooking.
Watched second game. Fucking awsome game. Went to bed.
Woke up next AM with sweetie jumping me. Great way to start a new week.
OK - I didn’t slay any dragons or set a squat PR, but any 24 hour period that includes trap bar work, lots of slow, easy loving, a big steak dinner, getting loaded, and one of the best playoff games ever is pretty fucking manly, at least in my book. One of the best days I’ve had in recent memory.
When did geting drunk, watching TV and smoking dope become “manly”? What happened to chopping down trees, hunting wild animals, racing cars, drilling for oil, protecting the helpless…?
I’m concerned that on a website called T-Nation this is the best we can do.
It started out as a drunken arm wrestling match. The stakes were a Mack Truck. His Mack truck.
Being manly men, I broke his wrist with a sledge hammer, which escalated the event to a knife fight.
Since my titanium machette was at the machine shop being sharpened, I had to use my barrett .50 cal. This peice of equipment blew a big fucking hole in my opponents chest, and I won the arm wrestling match hands down.
So, I took my big red, shiney new Mack Fucking Truck out for a drive through the local farmlands. Thats when I saw the biggest, leanest, meanest, black angus bull on the continent, if not the world.
This bull was looking at me funny, and had the balls to say “Mooo, You weak sonofabitch! Mooo!”.
I interpreted this as a challenge. The bull squared up to my grill, and charged. I started ripping through the gears.
It was on. Me and that bull were in a battle to the death!
It juked, I jived. It zigged, I zagged, and when we collided, the electrons of the atoms that are all that the bull, me, and my truck composed of were blasted from their nuclei.
A brilliant flash of light emenated from the collision, the atoms recomposed, and the Mack Truck, the Bull, and My Self became one.
Now, I am a diesel powered bullshitter.
That was a manly day.
[quote]PGJ wrote:
I’m concerned that on a website called T-Nation this is the best we can do. [/quote]
I can at least live with the knowledge that no matter how unmanly my life may become, I will have a most manly death:
http://evil.berzerker.net/
death_predictions.php
ElbowStrike: At age 35 you will participate in the newest reality game show. Contestants battle each other in an arena with swords and spears. You will have a good run (12+ victories) but eventually be killed, much to the audience’s dismay.
[quote]ElbowStrike wrote:
PGJ wrote:
I’m concerned that on a website called T-Nation this is the best we can do.
I can at least live with the knowledge that no matter how unmanly my life may become, I will have a most manly death:
http://evil.berzerker.net/
death_predictions.php
ElbowStrike: At age 35 you will participate in the newest reality game show. Contestants battle each other in an arena with swords and spears. You will have a good run (12+ victories) but eventually be killed, much to the audience’s dismay.[/quote]
“At age 76 you will perish under strange circumstances involving a gallon of lotion, two nine volt batteries, and a photograph of a bicycle.”
76…that’s pretty good.
I like this prediction better:
“At age 88 you will die fighting the Global War on Terrorism in Mexico.”
88 and still fighting…pretty manly!