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I also have to take offense at that "urges" bit, if only to further my own current amusement...

We guys aren't constant sex-seekers as the media would have you believe. Well, not MOST of the time anyway. After all, SOME blood has to get to the brain for it to function, you know. >:P <p>

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...You mean to say we don't have brains down there too??

The media, and all feminists everywhere lied to me!

Something I thought of recently:

I don't like other people putting stuff inside me, or any unusual place. Fingers in my armpits, belly button, touching my adam's apple, grabbing my butt (it has happened), and especially when flies fly into my ears/nose/mouth all freaks me out and makes me jump. There's an obvious reason why this might be a problem if I was female.
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How much for your wife? Or the little girls? I wish to buy your wife and family. How much?</p>

Okay. Let me help. I am female. I roar like so... Rawr.

Much of the time I am of the opinion that I'd hate being a woman if the alternative wasn't being a man.

Reasons I don't want to be a man.

Reason 1: Dangly parts. Forgive the lapse in maturity, but ew. Those are just fine for guys, but I prefer my genitalia out of the way if I can help it. A vagina, from time to time, can be a little high-maintenance, but it's really a fair trade.

Reason 2: I don't have to deal with crazy females if I don't feel like it. I'm not trying to sleep with any of them, so what do I care?

Reason 3: Boobs. Mine are modest at best, but their power is great. <p>-------------------------
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Meant to post this a long time ago, but....so lazy.

Anyone who says that men are not emotional creatures needs to go to a sports bar during a major sporting event. For added evidence, wear the jersey of the local favorite's stated rival. Bring earplugs and bandages, and possibly a splint and crutches. And make sure your car is fireproof. And kickproof. And your tires are surrounded in chainmail. <p><span style="font-size:xx-small;">"It's in the air, in the headlines in the newspapers, in the blurry images on television. It is a secret you have yet to grasp, although the first syllable has been spoken in a dream you cannot quite recall." --Unknown Armies</span></p>

That's temperamental, not emotional.
I read somewhere in some class at some point that little boys, compared to little girls, are more emotional and more easily emotionally hurt than girls, who are more logical and more socially-inclined.

Plus: I'm a gay guy. I don't like it when flies fly into my ears/eyes/nose, and despite being extremely ticklish I don't like it when random people poke me in random places. I also don't like it when people decide my butt needs a good smack for no apparent reason, and continue to do this when they discover that it embarasses me. Not enjoying those things isn't part of being male, it's part of... well, it's part of not liking diseased insects or errant appendages touching you in ways that you don't want. <p>[---------------------------]
"There is great disorder under Heaven, and the situation is excellent."
-Mao Tse-Tung

"I eat the talking bees because I am George Washington Christ"
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Oh, I'd say it's a pretty strong argument against the 'logical, rational' argument.

Please let the Super Bowl come soon, so that I don't have to deal with this shit at work anymore.

Anyway! I never stated my opinion in this matter; I was waiting for everyone else's responses before doing so. Let me begin, yay.

I'm pretty glad to be a male because my organs are on the *outside.* I don't have to worry about yeast infections, or be so careful about urinary tract infections, or deal with a part of me having been punctured when I lost my virginity, or any of that business. If anything needs retooling--pun not intended--then it can be done so completely uninvasively (meant in the medical sense--anything involving genitals can feel rather invasive).

I'm also glad to be male because I don't have to worry about idiots hitting on me at random. My sister came home with some rather odd stories about such encounters in times past, and from what I hear, she's only seen the very nicest of such infractions.

I'm very glad to be male because it means I get to pursue the idea of looking badass and ninja-sweet without extra difficulty. Leather trenchcoats on women say "dominatrix," not "bad motherfucker." <p><span style="font-size:xx-small;">"It's in the air, in the headlines in the newspapers, in the blurry images on television. It is a secret you have yet to grasp, although the first syllable has been spoken in a dream you cannot quite recall." --Unknown Armies</span></p>

Oh, I'unno about those trenchcoats on women. Worn with shades and with a properly composed expression, it can be pretty badass and still MRAWR-inducing.

I wouldn't think a woman in a leather trenchcoat would say "Dominatrix" unless she was wearing that, stiletto heels, and a leotard. It depends on stance and amount of skin shown. <p>[---------------------------]
"There is great disorder under Heaven, and the situation is excellent."
-Mao Tse-Tung

"I eat the talking bees because I am George Washington Christ"
-From "Bob the Ball"</p>