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I was walking through the streets of Gloucester on Saturday with Mrs squilverine and asides from the usual inbreds and dribbling oddballs that frequent the centre I was suprised at the number of effeminate young men struting about the place. Now don't get me wrong I do not mean homosexuals (whom I have nothing against!) but young lads, many with simpering little popstar/glamour model wanabee young strumpets in tow, parading about in jeans that were far too tight, overslyled hair you could spear a wild pig with and a whole range of fitted shirts and cardigans in a range of pastel shades.

What is it that makes these preening peacocks so attractive to the girls that only a few years ago would have preferred a manly man, the type of man who has a shed not a Twilight shrine, a man who wears DM's not winkle pickers, A man who drinks pints with whiskey chasers rather than Woo woos. A man who goes to the Barbers and pays £8 for a "number two all over mate" rather than a unisex salon where highlights and a trim will set you back £40. The type of man who has a beard and spends his spare time discussing manly things like power tools and tits.

So manly men of Dakka (a possibly quite small audience I know ) here is the chance to let the world know of your manly credentials, have you ever dabled with the pastel side? Have you lost a friend to the peacock brigade? Are you going to be spending the weekend doing something suitably masculine?

Man cards will be handed out for sufficiently amusing tales of masculinity.

p.s. This is meant to be a light hearted thread, please do not let it devolve into gay bashing or insult hurling.

*Hits this thread with his axe*

I ARE MANLY MAN!

squilverine wrote:I was walking through the streets of Gloucester on Saturday with Mrs squilverine and asides from the usual inbreds and dribbling oddballs that frequent the centre I was suprised at the number of effeminate young men struting about the place. Now don't get me wrong I do not mean homosexuals (whom I have nothing against!) but young lads, many with simpering little popstar/glamour model wanabee young strumpets in tow, parading about in jeans that were far too tight, overslyled hair you could spear a wild pig with and a whole range of fitted shirts and cardigans in a range of pastel shades.

The 80s have returned. Nooooooooooooooooo!

In the US, they're called "mallrats".

ZF-

I have a beard, and an axe.

Although I recently lost the beard due to a bet.

Im a lumber jack and I'm ok

I currently have a number two hair cut, a 3/4 sleeve of tattoos a penchant for going to the gym and chugging protein shakes, I wear shorts and t- shirts mostly and have a cool beard.... yet I enjoy reading a good book, playing and painting little soldiers and having a lovely walk in the sunshine with my girl, oh and rescuing stray kittens..... wtf, now i'm confusing myself, am I man or mouse?.... but at least i'm no mouse that's wearing pastel cardigans and using more hair gel and dye than what's good for them!

squilverine wrote:I was walking through the streets of Gloucester on Saturday with Mrs squilverine and asides from the usual inbreds and dribbling oddballs that frequent the centre I was suprised at the number of effeminate young men struting about the place. Now don't get me wrong I do not mean homosexuals (whom I have nothing against!) but young lads, many with simpering little popstar/glamour model wanabee young strumpets in tow, parading about in jeans that were far too tight, overslyled hair you could spear a wild pig with and a whole range of fitted shirts and cardigans in a range of pastel shades.

What is it that makes these preening peacocks so attractive to the girls that only a few years ago would have preferred a manly man, the type of man who has a shed not a Twilight shrine, a man who wears DM's not winkle pickers, A man who drinks pints with whiskey chasers rather than Woo woos. A man who goes to the Barbers and pays £8 for a "number two all over mate" rather than a unisex salon where highlights and a trim will set you back £40. The type of man who has a beard and spends his spare time discussing manly things like power tools and tits.

So manly men of Dakka (a possibly quite small audience I know ) here is the chance to let the world know of your manly credentials, have you ever dabled with the pastel side? Have you lost a friend to the peacock brigade? Are you going to be spending the weekend doing something suitably masculine?

Man cards will be handed out for sufficiently amusing tales of masculinity.

p.s. This is meant to be a light hearted thread, please do not let it devolve into gay bashing or insult hurling.

Welcome to old age.

Back in my day, you wenre't a manly man until you hunted down your first mastadon. Then these upstarts starting digging pits and tripping them in, or chasing them off cliffs. Wussy girly men!

I'm probably not going to be able to grow a beard, can I still be a man o' ursine of Dakka?

VikingScott wrote:I have a beard, and an axe.

Although I recently lost the beard due to a bet.

Beards, axes and betting are all good manly past times

Just like lusting over a new lawn mower (extra points if it's a ride on), putting up a fence and forgetting the missus' birthday

VikingScott wrote:I have a beard, and an axe.

Although I recently lost the beard due to a bet.

If it was a bet that you could shave off your beard with your axe, we will let you off.

RustyKnight wrote:I'm probably not going to be able to grow a beard, can I still be a man o' ursine of Dakka?

Only if you go outside right now, find a cow and punch it really hard

squilverine wrote:

VikingScott wrote:I have a beard, and an axe.

Although I recently lost the beard due to a bet.

Beards, axes and betting are all good manly past times

Just like lusting over a new lawn mower (extra points if it's a ride on), putting up a fence and forgetting the missus' birthday

Woops.

Forgetting the missus' birthday is not manly. Its what we in Texas call "probable cause" in a later homicide investigation concerning your sudden disappearance.

Frazzled wrote:

squilverine wrote:

VikingScott wrote:I have a beard, and an axe.

Although I recently lost the beard due to a bet.

Beards, axes and betting are all good manly past times

Just like lusting over a new lawn mower (extra points if it's a ride on), putting up a fence and forgetting the missus' birthday

Woops.

Forgetting the missus' birthday is not manly. Its what we in Texas call "probable cause" in a later homicide investigation concerning your sudden disappearance.

all real men forget important dates if your unlucky enough to remember that a Harley and a big beard would make you look like a real man.

squilverine - recently lost out on a girl to this new breed of Ultrapampered Urban Metrosexuals?

As Homer says:

"I like my beer cold, my TV loud and my homosexuals flaming."

Yeah i hate all the wimps who blight our nation.. makes me want to vomit. I saw a man cry at work the other day (im not in the Royal Marines anymore if you didnt guess) and it made me bite my own hand in embarrasment. No matter what personal tragedy befalls them i still want to punch them in the face when they do it.

Modern men are sickeningly effeminate. I even hate little things like Piercings and Earrings, hair gel and long hair. I am glad i will be dead soon and dont have to live to see how things turn out. Well, unless it ends up like 40k then i would be gutted i missed it!

Ah nice to know I am not the only one noticing guys starting to think it's good to act effeminate. I will admit I am not the most manly man, but I do find it a bit odd. I can only guess there is something very attractive to girls about it as they all seem to go for the ones who are more feminine than they are.

Go up to them and say "Living is a very conformist thing to do...."

squilverine wrote:...I was suprised at the number of effeminate young men struting about the place.... but young lads, many with simpering little popstar/glamour model wanabee young strumpets in tow, parading about in jeans that were far too tight, overslyled hair you could spear a wild pig with and a whole range of fitted shirts and cardigans in a range of pastel shades.

Looks like they figured something out... David Bowie was popular with the ladies 40 years ago, doing roughly the same thing. This is nothing new

Alpharius wrote:squilverine - recently lost out on a girl to this new breed of Ultrapampered Urban Metrosexuals?

Definately not, Mrs squilverine is far less polite in her description of "metrosexuals", her attitude is remarkably similar to that of Mr T in the Snikers adds. Only the other day she was lamenting the fact that as a teacher she is not allowed to punch boys who turn up to school wearing eyeliner and that calling one of them a "little tart" was frowned upon by the head teacher.

I am old school. I believe that certain things should remain the preserve of the fairer sex and thats the end of it. There are just certain things that men should not be allowed to do, such as wear pink, attend musicals, unless accompanying a girl for the purpose of getting a leg over later that evening and driving a Ford KA or smart car.

@matty there is only one excuse for a man crying in public and that involves getting hit in the Jedwards

ive noticede them too, spice boys we call them, i was in a shopping centre and saw a guy in kaki shorts, kaki beret and....pink shirt.

I live in Oklahoma, anyone like that winds up going on a snipe hunt and never coming back. The nancies usually leave the first time a tornado touches down in their backyard instead of lassoing the sunabitch and riding into town for another case of beer.

assultmarine wrote:ive noticede them too, spice boys we call them, i was in a shopping centre and saw a guy in kaki shorts, kaki beret and....pink shirt.

Navy recruiter?

squilverine wrote:

assultmarine wrote:ive noticede them too, spice boys we call them, i was in a shopping centre and saw a guy in kaki shorts, kaki beret and....pink shirt.

Navy recruiter?

Epic....

squilverine wrote:

@matty there is only one excuse for a man crying in public and that involves getting hit in the Jedwards

Iincorrect. Here are at least two more:

*Daughter's wedding.
*Kids finally graduate and get the out of the house. Happy joy joy happy joy!

George Spiggott wrote:

squilverine wrote:I was walking through the streets of Gloucester on Saturday with Mrs squilverine and asides from the usual inbreds and dribbling oddballs that frequent the centre I was suprised at the number of effeminate young men struting about the place. Now don't get me wrong I do not mean homosexuals (whom I have nothing against!) but young lads, many with simpering little popstar/glamour model wanabee young strumpets in tow, parading about in jeans that were far too tight, overslyled hair you could spear a wild pig with and a whole range of fitted shirts and cardigans in a range of pastel shades.

The 80s have returned. Nooooooooooooooooo!

I was thinking the exact same thing.

The ascot wearing Yuppies of the 80s have been replaced with Metrosexuals.

These things come and go. After a while, the women will realize that real men are more fun in bed and actually make money. Nesting syndrome kicks in around age 27 for women.

However you must make that wierd constipated im trying really hard not to cry look at least every 20-30 seconds.

I have a beard, a moustache, tattoos, a chainsaw, love beer, a girlfriend with huge knockers and I work at a factory.

Yesterday at work someone lost 2 fingers, and after 5 minutes of cursing the machine and kicking it, he was cracking jokes that this oughta get him out of pleasuring his wife. It was awesome.

Beta is the new Alpha when it comes to getting laid.