Girls are the best. Girls are cool and smart and great and we smell nice and know how to get rid of hair and make our fingernails look sexy. We could rule the world, we could. We just don’t want everyone to know how actually amazing we are. But, so much awesomeness needs some boundaries and hence us girls have the Unspoken Rules of Feminism. Sadly, it has occurred
Women…they’re exhausting on a good day. It’s true - even as a member of womanity, I’ll pay that. Girls are head cases sometimes and even more so when they are drunk. It only takes one time as designated driver to realise you could never, ever be your friends’ boyfriend.
When single guys head out for a night on the town, they generally will be in the mood and mind frame to pick up; sometimes it’ll be easy (a little too easy!), while other times it’ll be like pulling teeth. But there are a few girls who you should steer way clear of, no matter how desperate you are. Whatever happens on your night out, boys, don’t go near these 3 types
Some say that girls have the reputation as being born liars (keep in mind though that when we say ‘some’, we really mean men who have previously been burnt in the past by an ex who hooked up with their best friend and lied about it). To be honest though, girls do tell a few little white lies (not the big bad lies that hurt people though!) and we usually do this to
There a certain mysteries of the universe which we will never have the answer to: where do we come from? Why is the sky blue? And, is John Travolta really gay? Visiting the ladies room together has been a tradition for centuries; one which still astounds males of today.
Everything you picked up in primary school outside the classroom was a lie. Most of it anyway. Except for the part where boys only want to play kiss chasey with you, that part is still true.
1. Picking up girls is as easy as getting your friend to go and tell them, “uh, my friend over there wants to dance with you.”
Dear fellow ladies, I may not know you personally, but, I know you. I know your struggles and your insecurities and all that general female stuff that comes in the package deal. I also, and especially, know how much it sucks when you spend 2930248209484 infinite hours getting beautiful to go out and then no one hits on you. What a slap in the face. What an insult
As much as it pains me, I have to admit the fact that there is actually a legit reason to dislike Melbourne. There’s just one reason, but it is a big, fat, stupid one and we all have to deal with it…The boy/girl ratio at clubs.The fact that most of our nightclubs are unscrupulous and pretentious about turning away good lads without ladies has not eluded us.
Body language is such a trend, OMG. When did people start considering the way somebody stood as an indicator of how badly they want to jump their bones at that particular point in time? “Oooh, arms open, legs crossed and chest facing toward me. He/she is so hot for me right now, poor love must be trying his/her darndest
When girls know its gay night at their fave club, we sit around in a circle clapping our hands and squealing and throwing our heads around like we are having some sort of serious neurological issue because we are really, really excited. The appeal of gay clubs is multifaceted and if you are a heterosexual girl and don’t get why other