Does this have to be a Man law? Maybe not all of it, But I'm fully in support of EVERYONE learning to drive a standard.
This was briefly touched on when discussing drinks, but the real #1 man law is do whatever the fuck you want but realize that there may be consequences and be prepared to face those consequences like a man. You want to drink pink blended drinks with two cherries, an umbrella and a crazy straw? Go ahead but be prepared for you buddies to make fun of you. Want to carry your hamster-sized dog to the dog park in a sparkly purple bag that you refer to as a "tote"? Do it, but be prepared to defend yourself (at least here in Texas).
Just because you don't have to ask for directions to drive around in a circle is no reason to get bitter with me.
If your car has a roll cage or a parachute it had better need it. If your car comes with a trans-break it's allowed to be an automatic. If you've modified your car but don't know how to weld no one will take you seriously.
A friend of mine and I were discussing this earlier, and I need a man-law ruling.... Is it acceptable to hook up with a friend's ex after they've been broken up for a reasonable amount of time? If so, what's the statute of limitations in which an ex becomes fair game?
That's true, but if you're even asking the question you're going to do it anyway. Just be prepared to deal with the fallout afterwards.
You are allowed to bone your buddies ex if you ask his permission first, and it is granted. He is thus allowed to ask you things like "How did my dick taste?" and badger you relentlessly. If it is not granted, he is within full rights to kick your ass if you do it anyway. Bros before Hoes applies ONLY when there is no hope for sex. Ie, you can safely blow off an all-dudes camping trip to go to an excursion to attempt to get laid. Bros before Hoes applies ONLY to single men. No one will accept you blowing off poker night to bang your wife. There is the shit-talking graph. The less violent the activity, the fewer boundaries there are to shit-talking. For example, Fantasy football, video games-no limit. Football, rugby, softball-say it if you want to, but you CAN get the shit knocked out of you for crossing the line.
Fuck that shit. I don't mind wearing formal shoes, pants, shirt, and suit; I look much better in them than I do my usual derelict outfit, but I draw the line at a tie. Those things are completely unnecessary to wear to most businesses or meetings, and worst of all, they cause significant pain/discomfort to the neck if worn properly for several hours over the course of a week. Focus- Every man should know how to -Hammer in a nail quickly and efficiently. -Be able to assemble a shoebox and table from the instructions, or without them. (Either one works) -Use an industrial drill to fix other small problems around the house. -Fix a flat tire. -Be able to change the oil for his car, although it's permissible to pay for this once you've acquired the skill, since it's a major pain in the ass.
I don't like the scope of this thread. Real men don't need laws written by other inferior-to-equal men, if Hercules announces some laws I'll take it, but that's as far as I go. Real men aren't bound by the laws of man. To me a real man should be able to fix shit around his house without needing to call in a plumber or an electrician, that's basically it.
Consulting a map is perfectly acceptable, however only to, "confirm the planed route". GPS is not only a waste of money, but an easy option. Never trust a man who does not possess basic map reading skills. I mostly drink spirits rather than beer. I've always followed the rule that the last measure always goes to whoever purchased the beverage in question. There are exceptions such as birthdays, however should the person celebrating their birthday requests/expects the last measure, then it is forfeit. Should it be a normal evening and you are offered the last measure, be grateful for it.
On the topic of dropping ass, when is it acceptable to keep it to yourself, and when is it obligatory to share?
Men don't smile at one another. They nod. If a man sees another man politely smiling at him as they cross paths, it's entirely appropriate to take it as a homosexual come on, and defend oneself with the appropriate amount of brutality.
Agreed. The homosexual is a predator, always on the prowl, and the man must protect himself and his family from the heathen dangers presented by the homosexual. Extreme caution is recommended.
You should be able to land a nail in 3 to 4 swings. You must know the difference between a Robinson and Phillips screw head without looking or saying "the square one" or "the star shaped one" like a pussy. Rules are meant to be broken. Especially in the form of signs ("No walking on the Grass", "Don't feed the ducks", "No hats", "Please don't touch the dancers", etc.)