Someone on my forum posted this awhile ago... Apparently its a country song! Check it out:
When you see a deer you see Bambi,and I see antlers up on the wall.When you see a lake you think picnics,and I see a large mouth up under that log.
You're probably thinkin that you're gonna change me.In some ways well maybe you might.Scrub me
down,dress me up,oh but no matter what, remember I'm still a guy.
When you see a pricless French painting,I see a drunk naked girl.You think that riding a wild bull saounds crazy,and I'd
like to give it a whirl.Well love makes a man do some things he ain't proud of and in weak moment I might,walk your sissy dog,hold your purse at the mall, but remember I'm still a guy.
I'll pour out my heart,hold your hand in the car,write a love song that makes you cry.Then turn right around knock some jerk to the ground 'cause he caught the feel as you walk by.
I can hear you now talkin to your friends,sayin,"Yeah girls he's come a long way from draggin his knuckles and carryin a
club and buildin a fire in a cave." But when you say a back rub means only a back rub and you swat my hand when I try.Well,at the end of the day all I can say is,"Honey,I'm still a guy."
These days there's dudes gettin facials,manicured,waxed,and botuxed.With deep spray-on tans and creamy lotiony hands,you can't grip a tackle box.
Yeah,with all of these men linein up to get nuetured.It's hip now to be feminized.I don't highlight my hair.I've still got a
pair.Yeah,honey I'm still a guy.
Oh,my eyebrows ain't plucked there's a gun in my truck. Oh,thank god,I'm still a guy.
OK, this makes me laugh and cringe at the same time! I know its just a song, not meant to be taken siriusly... but this describes a man I would never want to have. I would rather be celibate for life!
First of all... no hunting. I would not allow, nor continue to see a man I was Sirius about to be a hunter. For me, I just don't get the whole idea of it being "fun". That's BS IMHO. Its barbaric and cruel. If you live off the land, so to speak... I get that. I don't get that its a sport (it isn't) no-one should IMHO find it fun.
My boss gets his hair cut, dyed and styled...he is still a man... my husband has deep feelings, he is still a man. My husband spends more time getting ready than me... he is still a man. He is a man who doesn't treat me like dirt, who respects me, who doesn't take off with his "friends" until all hours of the morning with no call, he is a man who loves his children and does just as much as mommy does with them and for them, he is a man... Yes, he has held my purse and didn't like it... but he is the nicest, most honest and upstanding man I know.
So wives and girlfriends of "The Other Real Men" stand up and be proud!!! Real men come in all shapes and sizes and all walks of life.
To me a real man is a man who loves and respects his wife and family, does all he can to care for and protect them... and doesn't do things that other so-called "real men" do... just because it is expected!
If he ever reads this... I love my real man... I love you Bradd.