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that age old question

that age old question

Who's the man?

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looks under shirt
Nope, not me.

double-checks in pants
Definitely not me. Sorry.

boo hoo hoo.
;P

i maintain(it'd be nice to able to spell too)...men are evil!!!!!!!!!!

raises hand after checking short and pants and determines he qualifies

Checked my shirt too :-)

You checked your short? I think that's a little more about you than I really needed to know.

Bill, I think we'll need proof. Please confirm. :)

Yeah, tell me about it. It getting cold out where you are, McSweeney?

And Todd, you have so had proof. I seem to recall a picture I posted in the Longest Thread...

Um, could it be this guy?

Dang, I forgot about that thing...time for a walk down memory lane...

lyle lovett.

or maybe bill cosby.

i dunno, i just got twenty six dollars in my hand and i'm feeling dirty

EL JEFE SPEAKS

Like a fly to doo doo
You need me like a bird needs wings
Or little bunny fufu who needs to bop the field mice
So all the kids can sing

They call me El Jefe
El primo de los matadors
The master of the metaphor,
A chaw chewin' trubador
The one you've come to love and adore,
And I've come to take you away

Take you away
Take you away
Take you away

Take you away
Take you away
Take you away

I'll make you go goo goo
Like a baby that sees candy right before its eyes
I'll kiss your little boo boo
Make it better than it's ever felt before

They call me El Jefe
El primo de los matadors
The master of the metaphor,
A chaw chewin' trubador
The one you've come to love and adore,
And I've come to take you away

I'll take you away now
I'll take you away now

Can you do the two step fleshtone slide?
Well I'll teach you
Can you do the achy breaky eyeball dance?
Well I'll teach you

Can you do the two step fleshtone slide?
Well I'll teach you
Can you do the achy breaky eyeball dance?
Well I'll teach you

They call me El Jefe
The boss and the point man
And I've come to take you away
They call me El Jefe
The boss and the hit man
And I've come to take you away

Shouldn't that be "Who da man?" or even "Who is that man?" or how about "Which one of us here is of the male persuasion?"

Otherwise I'm forced to say Tom Jones. Chest hairs and all.

Ah, see that's interesting, because I took the phrase "who's the man?" to refer not to gender per say but rather the implicit binary beneath male/femaleness frequently found in such phrases. i.e. being "the man" referring to being in charge, self-assured, confident, the One Who Gets Shit Done.

In which case I am certainly The Man (one of The Men?)
And I didn't have to check my shorts to find out. ;-)

EP2 has got it right. The word "man" is not gender-based in this instance. Like:

I'm on your case
I'm in your face
Put you and your father back in place
Step up sucker understand
Don't you know that I'm the Man
I'm the Man
I'm so bad
I should be in detention
I'm the Man

I'm the man

Well, I've often been told that I'm the man. Sometimes I believe it. And sometimes I don't.
But, going from memory and what my sensory self-awareness tells me, yes I am "a" man.
;)

Baby, you are so totally The Man.

Nope, no men here... sigh

Duh, everyone knows it's Mattie. Especially Mattie.