Later in the article "The research was commissioned by Nickelodeon UK to mark the launch of the new show Wendell & Vinnie." Ok then.
Maybe we have different ideas of what "childish" means. I know when I was a kid, I wasn't allowed to eat fast food in the early hours of the morning and play video games whenever I wanted. My mum plays video games; in fact she asked me for one for her birthday. She's certainly not a child. Furthermore, I'd say about eight out of ten women that I know like to spend their free time mindlessly browsing Facebook, tagging and liking photos for hours, or posting silly memes from 9Gag. Checkmate, ladies.
I just got a book called Football Manager Stole My Life as an early birthday present from friends at Uni. I'm on Page 40 of it at the mo and it's great, had me smiling at every page.
Probably onto something there. However, I could say similar for women who complain about men acting childish. That, or they just don't know how to have fun.
Now't wrong with being childish. When I was 19 and working in an office with a 58 year old women who would make me blush with her innuendo, I asked her one day if she thought it was a little silly at her age. She laughed, squeezed my cheeks and said, "if you take one bit if advise from me, never grow up as life is too short". I haven't and I won't.
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I regard my present life as my second shot at the teenage years but with the sense to enjoy it and stop worrying. If I want to do something I do it...hence why I have 3 holidays a year and as many trips/visits as I want.
Talking of second teenage years, I'd love to go back to uni and re-experience being a fresher. Might do another degree just for the excuse to go to the union every week and get annihilated, but with the benefit of wisdom *cough* and the fact that I care a lot less about what people think nowadays and so probably more likely to enjoy myself. Like Fran says about enjoying it and not worrying,
Today the very lovely Mrs Godders took me to town as she said there was no way I was going into respite care next week in my present pair of old worn out heavily stained corduroy trousers and ancient darned cardigan. She has also said that I must have new pyjamas as there is a hole in the back of mine that is even bigger than the hole in the front of them that is meant to be there. We went into town and she took me to all the places where the poor and the fat people shop like Primark, BHS, and Matalan. Eventually we went to Marks and Spencer's only it wasn't called that any more and she bought me some new underwear that she says I must change everyday while she is away. I look very smart in all the new clothes that I am not allowed to wear until they come to take me away next week. She is going on a cruise with her new friend from the Women's Group she joined recently. I don't like this woman much as she always turns up at our house in what looks like bib and brace overalls while smoking a cigar. She snubs me and is always going on about her sisters but never her brothers. The very lovely Mrs Godders seems to like this woman a lot which is surprising as she is always saying that I am perfectly capable of doing my own laundry, cooking, ironing and cleaning and that the very lovely Mrs Godders shouldn't do it for me. All I can say to that is if that is the case I would never have got married but stayed at home with my mum. I am a bit nervous of going into respite care as I have heard that it is a bit smelly and you have to wait a long time for your food and the staff shout at you a lot. I am also concerned because they have said that I can't take my mobile telephone or computer with me. I shall be cut off from the world FFS. It is only 7 days to go and then I shall no longer be able to read the thoughts of my fellow 606ers nor contribute in my usual constructive way to the various threads. So I leave you with a plea. If in a weeks time should you see a half starved man in a brand new pair of corduroy trousers wandering lost along a New Forest road please don't run me over but stop, pick me up and take me home and care for me. I am house trained. Honest. Should anyone be going on a Mediterranean cruise sailing next Thursday please keep an eye out for the very lovely Mrs Godders and tell her that I am missing her very much and tell her friend from me to piss off.
Too right! It's how I live my life and probably how come I've done ok career wise. Get angry by all means, but get on with things rather than whinge.
That pisses me off. Can't think of any decent reason why that should be the case, you're a ****ing adult for God's sake. Grrrr.
Not on the IoW maybe but they have a nice selection in their store in West Quay. My new ones are a sort of puce colour and were in the sale. I am also quite offended that you should suggest that I am anything less than truthful particularly as my new friend Downthe36 has intimated that I could stay with him and watch his telly and drink his beer.
