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Are you glad you're a man?  


Why?

   I never ben a women so I don't know what it is like.
    As for being glad, I'm glad that Jesus come to earth, and died for my sin.

I'm a llama.  ;D

Yes.  Because black is black and goes just fine with blue without making me look like a bruise.  

I never ben a women so I don't know what it is like.


I didn't ask you if you were a woman, Forrest.


  ( ???)  :-\


Hmm, well, that clarifies things, Whitehorse.  



That's a sight, All.   ???

Reasons why I like being a guy:

I’m stronger and faster.

I don’t have to give birth.

I’m not hit on everywhere I go!

I can go to the bathroom standing up

I can legally take my shirt off if I’m hot.

My underwear is $10 for a three-pack.

My chest and butt size are not factors in whither or not I get hired.

I can work out all I want, and my muscle is never unsightly.

My folks are a LOT less uptight on me because I’m male

I’m keeping my last name

I can wear my Chuck Taylor’s and not be an Emo fan

Older men get MORE women!

When I wrestle around with my friends, it doesn't become something perverted in the eyes of females.


Reasons why I would want to be a girl:

I could get out of tickets.

I could get guys to do ANYTHING with just a little flirting.


Come on, guys have all the advantages!

Yeah, and girls are always rummaging around down through their purses.    ???



Actually, this was SUPPOSE to be a serious thread.  


But pretty funny, Tib.  

'Cept the one, "I'm not hit on everywhere I go".  

I'm afraid that may not be true too much longer.  ::)



And, I can get underwear $7 for a three pack.   Factory seconds, that is.    ;D

Oklahoma Howdy to All,

Brother Forrest - I thought your answer was very intellectual. I would also say that I've never been a woman and have nothing to compare. I would have used the same answer, but you beat me to it. I think it is an intellectually superior answer.  ;D

Brother Tibby - The ladies are going to have fun training you.   ;D They let us think we rule the world because we are inferior. They have to build up our confidence so we can become their slaves. By the time the ladies get through with you, you'll just say "Yes mam" and sit in the corner facing the wall.   ;D  If you say "Yes mam" with the proper humility, the ladies might even cook for you once in a while.   ;D If you don't learn the proper humility in a woman's presence, they will put you in a pink tutu and make you sing Tiptoe Through the Tulips.   ;D  Please don't holler "judo" while they are correcting you. You'll simply wake up in the middle of next week.

Brother Allinall - Your answer was sufficiently vague to keep you out of trouble, you being the only male in your house. I bet they have to work on building up your confidence all the time to let you think you are in charge.   ;D I'm sure you will be completely trained by the time you get all of those daughters raised.   ;D

Symphony - Real men don't wear store bought underwear. They go to the co-op, get some burlap, and make their own.  Most of the stubble from the original contents falls out of the burlap after it is worn for a week or two. If not, wash them. ;D

Whitehorse - What's a llama? Symphony was on a roll with the apple cart, and you tipped it over.   ;D

Now, back to the intellectual side of the conversation. I've never been a woman, so I have nothing to compare.   ;D

I will tell you that I wear the pants in my family. However, my wife tells me which pair to wear and where I can wear them. I have learned the proper humility, and my wife cooks for me just about every day. I slip every now and then. When I do, there's always those 2 year old TV dinners in the freezer.   ;D

Love In Christ,
Tom

Yeah, I can see where my answer might be vague.  I've been told by my wife several times that wearing black and blue together makes me look like a bruise.  I like being a man, and being able to wear black and blue together without fear of being a fashion fax paus.  As for working on my confidence...let me just say that I am the man in my family!  I am in charge and they all know it!  Excuse me...gotta pour the tea for Miss La La... ;D

Oklahoma Howdy to Brother Allinall,

I can see they still have work to do on you. I simply say, "Honey, what clothes do you want me to wear?" That will usually get me an extra helping of mashed potatoes later.
 :D

In Christ,
Tom

Whhhoooooaaaaahhhh...missed this one!  If I play along with the gig I get food?  No one tol' me I could get FOOD!  Thanks Brother!

          Symphony;
     

     You asked

 since the humans only come man, or woman, my only other choice could be a woman, and never being one I cann't say, though I doubt if I would like to try the womans side of things.

Wow.  I missed this one for a while.


It's getting pretty funny.


Real men don't wear store bought underwear.


    ???

 ;D ;D ;D

And did I mention, you have to be careful with Llamas-they spit!

That's funny.  I don't remember anything about an apple cart.

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Oklahoma Howdy to Symphony,


A spitting llama was pulling it.   :D

What can I say-it was lunch time. ;D

Um, this thwead isn't offtopic by any chance, is it...



   :-\

Only if llamas are not allowed to participate.  >:( ;D

I was sorta trying to focus on the fact that we're created beings.

Didn't you ever have the desire when you were a kid to have real toy people, real toy trucks--you wanted everything to be real?  

Well, maybe that's how God felt--'cept He had the wherewithal actually to make it come true--that we would actaully be real-live created beings--autonomuous, self-thinking?

Like in that old Disney flickk, I think--"Babes in Toyland",?

Kid? I was never a kid. Kids are for goats. I'm a llama.  :)

My wife says I should be happy with who I am. God made me a man for a reason, and since my wife is always right then I believe her.  :)

Householder, to opinion pollster:  "I don't have an opinion.  My wife tells me what to think."

     ;D

BEP's right. It's the man who wears the pants in the family.

The wife just tells him which ones.

...and all the buttons are disappearing from the reply box along with the smilies...?

Hello folks:

in answer to the original question: "are you glad god made you a Man?"

I am very glad God, in his infinite wisdom, made me a "manly man."   I like the fact that I can improve my appearance by being lazy: forget to shave for several weeks!   ;D  In addition, I do not have to worry about the Glass Ceiling...  On the subject of shaving, I like the fact that, for a man, shaving is generally optional AND I only need to shave where I can see and easily reach!   :)   I am glad my haircuts are still less than 15 dollars including a generous tip.  I am glad my clothes are more comfortable and are of much higher quality for same $$.

On the other hand, I am glad that I do not have to put up with my own monthly emotional swings with the accompanying physical discomforts... I do not have to wear pantyhose or bras!  Cannot see them being comfortable at all...  I am glad I do not have to deal with the physical problems of pregnancy... However, I am very sure that God has provided counterbalancing stuff to the women that make it all worth while, like watching men do insane things to get a woman's attention...  :)  

However being God's Man does have some drawbacks:  following Christ's example as a servant leader is real tough at times.  His treatment of the Church is a real difficult example to follow when I want to treat my wife properly...  Courteous, respectful and helpful is a good beginning...  

When God is discussing things that went wrong, I still am the first one He calls on the carpet...  sometimes that is NOT fun...  

And Yes, I have my wife's permission to say these things!  I ALWAYS get the last 2 words in EVERY one of our conversations:  Yes Ma'am.  (tee hee, tee hee)

Men don't live as long as women.  That means we don't have to be alone in old age (i.e. we die before our wives).

That's say's something to me.  I hate being lonely.   :'(

Oklahoma Howdy to PawnRaider,

First, welcome to Christians Unite. I really enjoyed your post.


 :D  I see that you are also wise.

In Christ,
Tom

Amen PawnRaider!   :)

Yup, yup.  My wife always says she'll never be as old as me since I'm older.  I tell her that's not necessarily true.  Someday I'll stop aging.   ;D

We are physically what we are with no choice in the matter.

Satisfaction can be derived from whatever we are and gladness can be a result.  One can be satisfied with his lot in life and therefore be glad about being a man .


Because God has blessed me in my lot in life.

I wonder what's happened to ALLinall.

Thank you , Ollie.

I was thinking we're here existing in our bodies, unaware that we're an independent created being completely self-contained, created that way by design(after the likeness of our creator),  that we had nothing to do with it.

Don't you remember wishing that you had real people to put in our little toy trucks, and in our little toy houses, etc.  We always wanted to see those toys somehow driven independently of our having to move them about physically and say "varoom, varoom".   ::)

And the girls were always bring their dolls by--and the more "live" the doll the better it was--dolls that would talk, dolls that would cry, dolls that would weewee( ::)), dolls that would walk.

But here we all are, real "live" dolls.  'cept we're not the one watching us.  We ARE us.

     ???

Yep-we get to be the little peanut human beings. It's kind of nice, in a way. If we weren't, we'd have no sense of wonder. No excitement in discovery. No awe from staring at the black, endless universe. No joy and excitement in learning. So, it's cool being the created. I like it. :)

    :)

I just captured some tiny people to drive my Matchbox cars, but I want to drive and they won't let me. All they will let me do is watch and say "varoom".

Well, I'm off to lead my plastic soldiers into battle.   ;D

Oh man.  This got me thinking about my hobby and my oldest daughter's viewpoint thereof.  You see, I collect and paint fantasy/historical miniatures - which my daughter calls "daddy's little men."  But she has taken quite an artistic interest in my hobby.  I was painting Orcs, mind you, Orcs the other day.  She asked what they were called and what they were.  I explained that they are brown or green bad guys called Orcs.  So the other day, she's talking to my wife, telling her about how daddy likes to paint his Dorks.  

I need a male child... :D

Oklahoma Howdy to Allinall,

 ;D  I think you need a couple more daughters.  I actually like the idea of visualizing you playing with dolls and having tea parties.   :D  I know, I shouldn't be so cruel.  I'll make up for it by sending you a new Barbie for Christmas.  I think the devil made me say that. I really shouldn't laugh, as I raised 1 daughter and 1 son. OK, I'll fess up - Yes, I did play dolls and have tea parties with my daughter when she was young.   :D

Love In Christ,
Tom

I always wanted to be in the car, or be the plastic solider. Look at me now I am a real life Sarge... WOO HOO!! I even have a car...

My daughter likes horses so we play horsies on the weekends when I actually get to spend time with the kids, then its time for cars or zoids, and usally wrestling on the trampoline with my 2 sons. I like to think God is up there thinking how much he loves to see us play and be together as happy as can be. I really think that we should be more loving as men. I know I sometimes tell the kids to quit pestering me, but often I just can't resist the puppy dog look that follows.

Ever notice the wonderment in a 6 yr olds eyes? I had almost forgot what it looked like until last sunday. I had to run to work to pick up some papers. I asked my eldest son if he wanted to go. Well of course I knew he would but I didn't want to tear him away from Bob the Builder. "Where are we going Daddy?" "Were going to work and I'll show you the airplanes" "REALLY?!?!" "Sure will I'll even take you up where the pilots sit" The excitement that boy had was astonishing. When I took him inside the hanger and he finally saw that massive airplane those big brown eyes of his got as big around as dinner plates. "Daddy that is a big plane! You work on that?" "Yep what do you think?" "I wanna look closer" We went all over that plane. I showed him engines, wings, crew compartment (cockpit is not PC anymore ;)) weapons bays, landing gear you name it.(In case you'll didn't know I am a mechanic on the B-1B Bomber. Stationed at Dyess AFB TX. I currently am a Chief Inspector for the Phase Docks. Its kind of like overhauling your entire car every 600 hours that you drive it.) He still talks about it. I want to be more like my son. I want the same intense wonder back in my life. I don't like being jaded. I think I speak for a good many men. Daily life grinds you down, just makes you tired. It used to make me mean, but Christ healed that wound.

Wonderment and love are my goals to being a more Christ like man.

God Bless,

Jim

I like being a man becouse:

I don't need but one pair of boot's(they last at least a year)

I can kill my own food.

I don't need to know but a few colors.

I know how to fix my own truck.

It takes me only about 2 minutes to shop  ;D

I ain't scared of snakes,gatoes,etc..

and so on....

Yet you married men are lucky!
I have not married yet.

If/when I do marry I will wear the paints in the house.

you know why?

the wife can never make up her mind. ;D

I will have to let her KNOW I can't read minds too.

Do you hate it when you know something is bothering her but she say's "nothing."

Then the female will shop all around town trying to find the cheapest prices. When she does find the item like a 2 dollor idem...it would have cost her 10 for the gas to get all around town ;D

But I'm gonna run now....FAST ;D