tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29763791.post7356319074012609269..comments2023-10-31T05:07:19.353-04:00Comments on Delenda est Carthago: Lies, Damned Lies, and I-Just-Want-A-Nice-GuyDr. Φhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14086783503820477029noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29763791.post-70045213271814799852011-12-01T21:24:41.581-05:002011-12-01T21:24:41.581-05:00all she wanted was to "meet a nice, cute, dor...<i>all she wanted was to "meet a nice, cute, dork". At some point, these kind of lies become cruel in a way that dangling a piece of candy in front of a child is when you have no intention whatsoever of giving the candy to him.</i><br /><br />"nice, cute, dork"? The <a href="http://stephentall.org/wp-content/uploads/2011/09/oxford-comma.jpg" rel="nofollow">Oxford Comma</a> strikes again!<br /><br />Anyway, apt analogy. What she really means, by the way, is that she considers *herself* a "nice, cute, dork".<br /><br /><i>for a young woman like Denise, there isn't really a winning answer to that question. I suppose I should feel guilty about creating no-win situations</i><br /><br />That`s a good point.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29763791.post-12934946825895829432011-12-01T10:34:08.326-05:002011-12-01T10:34:08.326-05:00Women don't know what they want until you give...Women don't know what they want until you give it to them. Asking is a waste of time, as it just encourages them to wish for something they don't already have.Justinhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01023125641719686613noreply@blogger.com