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25 things girls hate about guys

A you-know-who article...
Probably I better be writing for teen magazines on "how to lose a girl?", "how to get out of mess and enter again?" and similar stuff...
probably start an agony aunt column...

1.They Two-time & Flirt
2.They Have A Superiority Syndrome
3.They Drink, Smoke And Can't Control Themselves
4.They Scratch Themselves In Public
5.They are overly possesive
6.They Think Complimenting Girls Is A Sin
7.They Lead You On And Then Blame It On Alcohol
8.They Are Sweet Only When They Need Help
9.They Never Make A Commitment
10.They Don't Have To Spend As Much Money As Girls To Look Good
11.They Are Insensitive
12.They Use Foul Language
13.They Think Fighting Shows Their Strength
14.They Never Ask For Directions
15.They Think A Short Temper Is Cool
16.They Can't Get Pregnant
17.They Don't Respect Girls
18.They Ridicule Girls' Choices
19.The Way They Play In The Sun And Get Sweaty
20.They Don't Want To Watch Senti Movies
21.They Don't Want To Watch Senti Movies
22.TV Is Their Life
23.They Have A Huge Ego
24.They Think A Stubble Looks Cool
25.They Compete With Each Other Just To Get A Girl

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