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20 Interesting Facts about Men



  1.  Guys don’t actually look after good-looking girls. They prefer neat and presentable girls.
  2. When a guy is conscious of his looks, it shows he is not good at fixing things.
  3. Guys seek for advice not from a guy but from a girl.
  4. A guy has more problems than you can see with your naked eyes.
  5. If a man prepares dinner for you and the salad contains three or more types of lettuce, he is serious.
  6. All men hate to hear “We need to talk about our relationship.” These seven words strike fear in the heart of even General Schwarzkopf.
  7. If a man says “I’ll call you,” and he doesn’t, he didn’t FORGET… he didn’t LOSE your number… he didn’t DIE! He just didn’t want to call you.
  8. Guys don’t really have final decisions.
  9. It’s not easy for a guy to let go of his girlfriend after they broke up especially when they’ve been together for 3 years or more.
  10. When four or more men get together, they talk about sports.
  11. Most men hate to shop. That is why the men’s department is usually on the first floor of a department store, two inches from the door.
  12. When an unlikable circumstance comes, guys blame themselves a lot more than girls do. They could even hurt themselves physically.
  13. Guys have strong passion to change but have weak will power.
  14. Guys are tigers in their peer groups but become tamed pussycats with their girlfriends.
  15. Guys like girls who are like their moms.
  16. Don’t be a snob. Guys may easily give up on the first sign of rejection.
  17. Men are less sentimental than women. No man has ever seen the movie THE WAY WE WERE twice, voluntarily.
  18. Guys don’t care about how shiny their shoes are unlike girls.
  19. Men who listen to classical music tend not to spit.
  20. Men accept compliments much better than women do. Example: “Mitch, you look great.” Mitch: “Thanks.” On the other side: “Ruth, you look great.” Ruth: “I do? Must be the lighting.”

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