Fellas, you need to back me up on this.

I’m talking to a woman on a dating site, and she says that men are complicated.
Really?
Feed us
Water us
And on occasion, throw us a little somethin’ somethin’.
That’s it. How complicated is that?

Chris: Jim, what do you want for dinner?
Jim: Hamburgers.
Chris: No, seriously.
Jim: Tacos.
Chris: No, seriously.
Jim: Pizza?
Chris: What about spaghetti?
Jim: Yes, that was going to be my fourth guess.

Chris: Jim, do these jeans make my butt look big?
Jim: No, not at all.
Chris: Be honest.
Jim: I am being honest.
Chris: Tell me the truth.
Jim: Well, maybe a little bit.
Chris: You rotten bastard.


Chris: Jim, my work friends want to know if you want to go dancing with us on Friday.
Jim: Cool beans.
Chris: So does that mean you want to go?
Jim: Yes, of course.
Chris: Be honest.
Jim: I’d rather stay home.
Chris: You rotten bastard.

Chris: Jim, where do you want to go on vacation?
Jim: It’s up to you baby.
Chris: No, seriously.
Jim: Anywhere is fine.
Chris: You have to help me decide.
Jim: Can we go camping?
Chris: No, seriously.
Jim: Crikey, can you at least give me a clue?

Chris: Jim, should I get the red dress or the blue one?
Jim: Up to you.
Chris: But I want your opinion.
Jim: I really like the blue one.
Chris: So you’re saying I look ugly in red?


Yeah, us guys are so very complicated.