Sometimes...

[monkey_matt]

I really do wonder about my masculinity, on occasion. Not very often, I grant you - I've never been what you might call a "manly man". More "monkey man" than anything else, to be honest. But still

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[primavera]

If you're male, you're masculine. Do whatever the hell you want.

[monkey_matt]

Not so...

...in Scotland, where you're only masculine if you:

1) use the word love only in relation to (a) football, (b) alcohol or (c) both of the above,

2) denounce all things 'girly', preferably three or four times a minute,

and (most importantly)

3) never, ever cry. Ever.

Oh, and you're not allowed to own a dog under three feet in length, unless it has teeth as big as its legs and places your children in material danger of being eaten.

Such is life.

[cap_scaleman]

YOu're not a real man until you challange your own manlihood. Yeah.

:)

[monkey_matt]

Yeah! Cool. I'm wearing a skirt to work on Monday. That should put the fear of God(s) into anyone!

[deadskie13]

Is okay. I sometimes build things while watching "Die Hard". And so the universe evens out. Yesss.

[monkey_matt]

Indeed.

I imagine if I were ironing to Die Hard, it might have a slightly detrimental effect on the clothes. As in, I might blow them up with a helicopter or something. Which would be bad.

Incidentally, somebody brought in a box of Quality Street yesterday, which I normally avoid since they're made by Evil Nestlécorp, but hey, free chocolate... Anyway, I ate all the green and purple ones. After ten minutes, it looked as if someone had grated Joker all over my desk, much as they would with a fine parmeggiano reggiano.