Opinionated men......

[MAXIMUS POWERS]

NG, that's a classic example right there! I use watch that programme all the time. Classic stuff indeed.

[NGONGE]

^^ I only put a picture there, saaxib. You are not interpreting it as me saying that our Siren is so conceited she would pronounce Bucket, Bouquet, are you?

 

Mrs Bucket (pronounced Bouquet) hated Opinionated men too.

[Lt-Qalbi-Adeyg]

This siren should think of becoming a gossip columnist, I'm sure there are plenty of more mindless females who would eat her nonsense up.

[The_Siren]

^-LOL!- Charming as always I knew there was a reason I initially liked you. Still, sit on this (stick out her middle finger) lol

 

Adamn (Giggles back at hime and pokes him in the belly)

 

Shakina- LOL All very fair points indeed and a very red blooded passionate woman you are indeed but are you really saying that a biddible tight lipped man would not interest you in the least? I mean whats wrong with a sexy mute who obeys your every command?

 

Ps can you really picture me kissing a mans feet? LOL Come on...I wouldn't know how to -even if I wished it on a kinky level- which I don't. Oh and I'm never anti-religious, simply anti-certain ideas people exhibit.

 

Malika- as usual some very good points but dont you see? If you allow a man to express any form of opinion then next he'll turn around and dare to question the way in which you treat him and form his own husbands for justice league. We cannot allow such a thing to occur dee, suffocate him with the leash do not give him room to breath (Sorry I was reading a dog manuel for a second-still same principles apply)

 

Geel_Jire- LOL Is that so? Well though I can't see it happening we'll all have to wait to see the consequences post marraige.

 

Faheema- Strong and opinionated- Well noted.

 

Rudy- Diiriye- Waan qooq-daafay saxeeb now why don't you for once discuss something other than my vagina- a topic you always seem to be far too preoccupied with. Are you trying to tell me something? (Lifts a brow)

 

Marx- you may have a point also but does not having an opinion or not being forward enough to express one mean that someone cannot have a personality? Besides....who needs a personality in a man, if the attitude is right and all the right parts are functioning then why be greedy?

 

Goodir- *Sighs*

 

NGONE- Hyacinth is what I like to call a true woman! Pompous and pretentious she maybe but at least she had her husband under her thumb as should always be the way. If only I live up to be 1-10th of the woman she is.

[Paragon]

^Shut up woman.

[The_Siren]

Threatened much? You know It would be very easy for me to say "make me" but I shall revert from being predictable and instead will preceed to keep you quiet by duck taping your lips together.

[Goodir]

^You'd make a pleasant raaliyo for him on someday.

[Paragon]

Siren, it's what you'd like me to do to you in a remote fantasy?

 

Make me? Sure. Meet me.

[The_Siren]

Paragon- For a sensitive usually meek sissy boy you sure are being provoccative today, what did you have for breakfast this morning? Cialis? (Google it)

 

Goodir- You Try'na fataal me for your buddy?

[Lt-Qalbi-Adeyg]

lol siren is alright in my books. But like all opinionated women, the only way to deal with them, is to club them across the head and drag them to your cave. The neanderthal shukansi style

[Chocolate and Honey]

Personally I think I’ve come to the grand conclusion that I’d actually prefer for my future husband to just keep his mouth shut altogether, to nod in agreement and acknowledgement that I am the higher being and he is simply a vessel to which I receive my pleasure and any prospective children I may wish to become in possession of. I mean, do I really want a man who argues back incessantly? Who’s insolent enough to speak when not spoken to? Who dares to scratch and cry at me to stop before I’ve gotten my jollies off? I don’t think so! (wiggles brows in feigned annoyance)

 

classic!!

I easily get bored with the obedient type so give me a loud-mouthed, highly opinionated one any day. At least I wont die of boredom. My pleasure in this comes from the utter satisfaction I feel once I win them over or talk them out of something they so dearly believed in .

Obedient ones are like trained pets, they're no fun once they mechanically follow your every move.

[Ibtisam]

Originally posted by The_Siren:

Paragon- For a sensitive usually meek sissy boy you sure are being provoccative today, what did you have for breakfast this morning? Cialis?

(Google it)

 

Goodir- You Try'na fataal me for your buddy?

I choked on my breakfast reading this!! LOOOOL Siren I don't think he is old enough to need Cialis, stop hanging around with oldies!! LOOOL. Nevertheless good shot, it currently stands as: The Siren: 10, Paragon: -5

 

Waar caagah waax kaa deye ninyaow!! LOOL

 

The Siren: I am like C&H, I'd get bored, even the opinionated ones bore me to death, but it will take a week longer or so.

[cynical lady]

Siren- Clarification my dear i.e. the men who air there stup1d opinions with unfounded grounds or those who have intelligent opinions?

 

I personally prefer someone who disagrees with me, it legitimises my superiority.

[Paragon]

Originally posted by The_Siren:

Paragon- For a sensitive usually meek sissy boy you sure are being provoccative today, what did you have for breakfast this morning? Cialis?

(Google it)

 

Goodir- You Try'na fataal me for your buddy?

Siren, I bet you've never heard of a Somali poem called 'Dacar'? You being a fish and chips girl, it's no surprise but I'll help you out and quote from memory a few words from it.

 

'Dacartuba marbay malab dhashaaye ood muudsataa dhaqabe

'Waxaan ahay macaan iyo qadhaadh meel ku wada yaal e'

Gacanteyda midig iyo bidixi waa laba mataanoode

Midi waa 'martida' soora iyo maata daadihise

Midina waa mindiyo waabayiyo mur iyo deebaaqe

Matalooyin tallantaaliyaan maandhow leeyahay

NIN MAJIIRA KELIYUUN QABSADAY HAY MALAYNINA E'

Marbaan ahay muddeec camal sanoon maagista aqoone

Marna macangag laayaan ahoo miiggan baan ahaye

Marbaan ahay muftiga saahidnimo mawlaca u gala e

Marna makhaawi waashoo qamriga miista baan ahaye

 

-Ahmed Diiriye Ismaaciil baa leh aka Qaasim

 

Want me to continue? I bet not. Chances are that you did cannot comprehend the multitude of contraries it lists. I too contain contraries my dear. So your work is cut out for you; knowing me that is.

 

PS: Since I am feeling generous today, I like be a gentleman and provide you a full translation of quote poem. Try to understand it.

 

 

Bitter and Sweet

 

Consider the aloe - how bitter is its taste!

 

Yet sometimes there wells up a sap so sweet

 

That it seems like honey in your mouth.

 

Side by side the sweet and bitter run

 

Just as they do, my friends, in me,

 

As I switch from sweet to bitter

 

And back to sweet again.

 

My two hands, right and left, are twins.

 

One twin gives food to strangers and to guests,

 

It sustains the weak and guides them.

 

But the other is a slashing, cutting knife -

 

As sharp to the taste as myrrh,

 

As bitter as the aloe.

 

Do not suppose I am the kind of man

 

Who walks along one path, and that path only.

 

I go one way, and seem a reasonable man,

 

I provoke no one, I have the best of natures -

 

I go another, and I'm obstinate and bold,

 

Striking out at others without cause.

 

Sometimes I seem a learned man of God

 

Who retreats in ascetic zeal to a seclude sanctuary -

 

I turn again and I'm a crazy libertine,

 

Sneakily snatching whatever I can get.

 

I am counted as one of the elders of the clan,

 

Esteemed for my wisdom, tact and skill in argument,

 

But within me there dwells a mere townee, too -

 

A no-good layabout he is, at that.

 

I'm a man whose gullet will allow no passage

 

For food that believers are forbidden to eat,

 

And yet I'm a pernicious, hardened thief -

 

The property of even the Prophet himself

 

Would not be safe from me.

 

I have my place among the holy saints,

 

I am one of the foremost of their leaders,

 

But at times I hold high rank in Satan's retinue,

 

And then my lords and masters are the jinns.

 

It's no good trying to weigh me up -

 

I can't be balanced on a pair of scales.

 

From this day to that my very colour changes -

 

Nay, I'm a man whose aspect alters

 

As morning turns to evening

 

And back once more to morning.

 

Muslims and infidels - I know their minds

 

And understand them through and through.

 

"He's ours!" the angels of Hell proclaim of me

"No, ours!" the angels of Heaven protest.

 

I have, then, all these striking qualities

 

Which no one can ignore -

 

But who can really know my mind?

 

Only a grey-head who has lived for many days

And learned to measure what men are worth.

 

And now, my friends, each man of you -

If either of the paths I follow

 

Takes your fancy and delights your heart,

 

Or even if you cannot bear to lose

 

The entertainment I provide,

 

Then come to me along the path -

 

You're free to make a choice!

 

 

-Translated by, B. W. Andrzejewski with Sheila Andrzejewski, 1993

 

Shakina: eat your heart out. Illeen ima ogid waxaan ahay.

[Ibtisam]

^^^Dhee waad calcashey now!! A bit of faan and a dash of calcal. Waadhi. Waar try harder!

 

P.s. Anigu adiga ayan waax kuula haay, trying to get you to a higher better standard.