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Edgy is a middle-ground. You aren't needlessly reckless but you're dangerous and that's even when you aren't pushed on occasion. Hmm...it's all subjective. I tend to think I'm edgy because I don't take any kind of mess and will stand up for myself to a point where hurting someone else does not bother me. So I'm aggressive and don't mind being dominant in a group of males but I don't have to take all of the extra effort of showing off and flaring out my feathers that most men take when they flash weaponry or make an object out of someone smaller and weaker than they are. I won't accept that kind of thing and will meet any challenge but I don't make a bunch of needless hot air to fuel machismo fires. Bad boys take a lot of time doing things that have publicly known consequences and are often quite obviously wrong on some level which is usually against the law. Nice guys are stereotyped as spindly weaklings with no aptitude when it comes down to taking care of himself or anyone else physically and sheepish as well a goody-two shoes. For the most part most people are a mix, which makes "Edgy" a common ground for most men. A lot of guys can flex between "bad" and "nice" depending on the occasion because no one is born set in stone. The real question is...who are you trying to impress? If it's a preschool teacher and you think you're "bad" you'll probably leave the leather chaps at home to make a better impression if you go to that person's place of work. If you work a white collar job and go to visit your other at a truck stop or motorcycle bar you'll probably ditch your "nice" suit for something a bit more rugged that'll fit in only to avoid questions whether you think you can fit the "bad" role or not unless you have a real reason not to. "Edgy" is more flexible and less predictable. The only things that the extreme "bad boy" or "nice guy" have that "Edgy" doesn't is the fact that they resist change and remain consistent so if the person in question is the type who wants to tame someone or bring out the beast in someone that's when those two extremes really shine. "Edgy" is easier to deal with on those levels while more complex on others. In the end it's what the person in question is looking for that decides the appeal and "Edgy" can fit what you want depending on the guy much easier than finding someone who could be spineless or intolerably arrogant on your search for the perfect balance. An edgy man isn't necessarily insensitive just doesn't worry about social 'norm' .. He is who he is. And most importantly a risk taker when he sees a good opportunity. |
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Wish I had one of them Ferarris... don't know if I'll ever be a "chick picker upper" type, though... ha... more of a one-man woman type... but don't tell the other chicks, I don't want to mess up my "Edgy Guy" persona... Not sure the Ferarris is really a "chick picker upper" anyway... Some women look for more substance - just another way we keep you guys wondering "how do women think?" LOL!  I'll take a pickup from a Ferrari ANY DAY ..  <<Rolls down the power window on the passenger side of the Fiorano...>> "How about now...wanna go for a ride...?" ************ Searches Google maps... Ann Arbor to Colorado Springs (tap-tap-tap on the calculator) <<mumbles to self...>> "one thousand, two hundred, ninety eight miles..." <<checks federal EPA gas mileage...>> << stiill mumbling>> "11 city, 15 highway, oh-kayyyyy...." "1,298 divided by 15, (tap-tap-tap), allllright... that's 86.5 gallons..." "okkkkkayyy... now, gas prices are a bit lessssss..." <<grits teeth as he taps away on the calculator>> "hummmm... that's not so bad...say $2.50 a gallon for good measure...(tap-tap-tap)..." "two point five, times... eighty-six point five... isssss" "oops...$hit... hit the 7 instead of the 5...damn..." (tap-tap-tap) "ahhhyyy... $216.25 one way.... no problem..." <<checks VISA balance...>> <<camera pans back as the red 5.9 Liter 620hp monster V-12 engine roars to life, tearing chunks out of the fresh Michigan asphalt... fishtailing in accelration, and hits 60mph on the freeway entrance ramp in 3.7 seconds>> ......... <<thinks to self...> "Fade, baby... here I come...." <<pushes AC/DC disc into the dash....>> |
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Edgy is a middle-ground. You aren't needlessly reckless but you're dangerous and that's even when you aren't pushed on occasion. Hmm...it's all subjective. I tend to think I'm edgy because I don't take any kind of mess and will stand up for myself to a point where hurting someone else does not bother me. So I'm aggressive and don't mind being dominant in a group of males but I don't have to take all of the extra effort of showing off and flaring out my feathers that most men take when they flash weaponry or make an object out of someone smaller and weaker than they are. I won't accept that kind of thing and will meet any challenge but I don't make a bunch of needless hot air to fuel machismo fires. Bad boys take a lot of time doing things that have publicly known consequences and are often quite obviously wrong on some level which is usually against the law. Nice guys are stereotyped as spindly weaklings with no aptitude when it comes down to taking care of himself or anyone else physically and sheepish as well a goody-two shoes. For the most part most people are a mix, which makes "Edgy" a common ground for most men. A lot of guys can flex between "bad" and "nice" depending on the occasion because no one is born set in stone. The real question is...who are you trying to impress? If it's a preschool teacher and you think you're "bad" you'll probably leave the leather chaps at home to make a better impression if you go to that person's place of work. If you work a white collar job and go to visit your other at a truck stop or motorcycle bar you'll probably ditch your "nice" suit for something a bit more rugged that'll fit in only to avoid questions whether you think you can fit the "bad" role or not unless you have a real reason not to. "Edgy" is more flexible and less predictable. The only things that the extreme "bad boy" or "nice guy" have that "Edgy" doesn't is the fact that they resist change and remain consistent so if the person in question is the type who wants to tame someone or bring out the beast in someone that's when those two extremes really shine. "Edgy" is easier to deal with on those levels while more complex on others. In the end it's what the person in question is looking for that decides the appeal and "Edgy" can fit what you want depending on the guy much easier than finding someone who could be spineless or intolerably arrogant on your search for the perfect balance. An edgy man isn't necessarily insensitive just doesn't worry about social 'norm' .. He is who he is. And most importantly a risk taker when he sees a good opportunity. 
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Wish I had one of them Ferarris... don't know if I'll ever be a "chick picker upper" type, though... ha... more of a one-man woman type... but don't tell the other chicks, I don't want to mess up my "Edgy Guy" persona... Not sure the Ferarris is really a "chick picker upper" anyway... Some women look for more substance - just another way we keep you guys wondering "how do women think?" LOL! I'll take a pickup from a Ferrari ANY DAY .. <<Rolls down the power window on the passenger side of the Fiorano...>> "How about now...wanna go for a ride...?" ************ Searches Google maps... Ann Arbor to Colorado Springs (tap-tap-tap on the calculator) <<mumbles to self...>> "one thousand, two hundred, ninety eight miles..." <<checks federal EPA gas mileage...>> << stiill mumbling>> "11 city, 15 highway, oh-kayyyyy...." "1,298 divided by 15, (tap-tap-tap), allllright... that's 86.5 gallons..." "okkkkkayyy... now, gas prices are a bit lessssss..." <<grits teeth as he taps away on the calculator>> "hummmm... that's not so bad...say $2.50 a gallon for good measure...(tap-tap-tap)..." "two point five, times... eighty-six point five... isssss" "oops...$hit... hit the 7 instead of the 5...damn..." (tap-tap-tap) "ahhhyyy... $216.25 one way.... no problem..." <<checks VISA balance...>> <<camera pans back as the red 5.9 Liter 620hp monster V-12 engine roars to life, tearing chunks out of the fresh Michigan asphalt... fishtailing in accelration, and hits 60mph on the freeway entrance ramp in 3.7 seconds>> ......... <<thinks to self...> "Fade, baby... here I come...." <<pushes AC/DC disc into the dash....>> Ya let me tell ya TM .. if you own a Ferrari you would NOT have to make those calculations. You wouldn't even care eh?  Oh ya .. I'll be ready .. just text me when you cross the CO border 
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Edited by
TelephoneMan
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Mon 11/17/08 11:59 PM
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Ya let me tell ya TM .. if you own a Ferrari you would NOT have to make those calculations. You wouldn't even care eh? Oh ya .. I'll be ready .. just text me when you cross the CO border I do aspire to have one of these suckers before I kick off this Earth. Right now the Fiorano is priced at (about) $273,845... http://autos.yahoo.com/ferrari_599_gtb_fiorano_coupe_f1-dealer_quotes/ All I want is the Ferrari... gonna give God all the rest. Not sure there is a lot of anything I want out of this world. Would rather get my rocks off spending money by the buckets feeding people that before I was a zillionaire would not have been able to eat. That would be my version of pissing away millions on a yacht and private jet, I guess. To know some folks had a warm full belly of food the rest of their lives and didn't have to worry about being hungry like they had been for the last 10 days straight. That big phat list of gunk a few pages back pretty much sums up where I'd be spending my cash. There is a large chance that I am going to do this rich-kid stuff before I kick. But, being the edgy, risky dude I am... I figure its worth it to risk all for a college education, getting my PhD by the time I'm about 51 or 52. Life will just be starting. Grab a great gig as a college professor at whatever college suits my fancy, have a few little ventures on the side, like owning my own contract telephone engineering business, etc... (maybe own my own Ferrari dealership...hey, now there's an idea...) Not to mention publishing a few novels along the way. Not so much publishing fiction, as it would be just stuff I've seen and did in one lifetime. I've got enough stored up in my bean to write volumes...... Then kick back and blast money out of my VISA card shotgun at the world like there is no tomorrow. Try to set personal records, like "well, ok, just how many people can I bless today?" Oh, yeah..... I'd go down in history as the world's most generous Christian philanthropists. H.F. Dupont?... pah... They ain't seen nothing yet, baby. Thing is, the media would never be able to trace it back to me. Because I don't want any recognition for any of that stuff. Open 50 new Teen Challenge centers, completely and utterly anonymously. How cool would that be? Give GOD the glory, not me... He deserves it, not me... Give $2 million a year to Gideons International to hand out Bibles to the lost. Here's how you rock the world, sister... (from the Gideon's web page:) * 53% of the world's population lives on less than $2 (U.S. dollars) per day. For them, purchasing a copy of the Scriptures is utterly impossible. ed. note... picture Thomson Chain Reference Bibles at about $100 a pop... I think everybody in the world ought to be able to have a Thomson Chain Reference Bible... * There are 1.2 billion young people between the ages of 10 and 19 around the world, and most of them will never own a New Testament unless one is given to them. * There are more than nine million people in prisons around the world. A gift of Scripture may be the only way many of these prisoners will learn that God loves them and that they can be forgiven. Make it so easy for people to get a copy of the Bible... and not just in English... in whatever crazy language they speak... all that goo-goo-glop-gunka stuff they speak in those far away lands. All it takes is a printer and a translator. Bah-duh-bing... now the Gospel is going like... "goo-goo-glop-gunka-gunka-glop-glop"... who knows what these people are saying, but if it was God's word, wouldn't it be cool???? Oh, please Lord, make me a bah-zillionaire!!! They say Bill Gates is worth $56 billion.. http://www.forbes.com/lists/2007/10/07billionaires_William-Gates-III_BH69.html See that "Distribution of Billionaires By Residence" map? See, they need to have one of those really high stacky cone things on there ready for me, but way the hell out in the South Pacific some where. The farther away from this freaking rat race, the better... oh yeah.... And ol' William had better have a Ferrari, or I'm going to track him down and go twist his little geeky neck off... lol.. If I had that kind of stash... Even if I tried to spend money like Richard Pryor in the movie Brewster's Millions, like... if I started right now, could I ever even SPEND $56 billion freaking dollars by the time I die? And the damned government just passes out $700 billion of our tax dollars to Wall Street like it is no big deal....<<shrugs shoulders>> wow... they just completely financed 12-1/2 Bill Gates type entities from scratch. Funny thing is, I doubt the Gideons International is going to see one red penny of that money from anyone on Wall Street. Maybe... maybe like ONE GUY gives them, say $10 thousand or something... weeeee. What a damned big spender. Bill has some philanthropy deals going... he sure gets a lot of $hitty press. I would love to just sit down and get to know the guy. Maybe sit in Michigan, and message him on some silly Yahoo device. Of course it would most likely be a Microsoft product, and since Microsoft hasn't been successful at forcing Yahoo to sell just yet, it will have to be one of Bill's own buggy products. What happens when Bill's own personal laptop Blue Screens? Does he have like his own frigging Armani-dressed computer tech dude to come and just hand him another laptop? Like, the guy just follows him around all day with an SKB roller case full of laptops, waiting for Bill's laptop to Blue Screen. And I wonder how he feels when Windows actually Blue Screens on HIS home computer. Or, like when one of his relatives has THEIR computer Blue Screen, do they call Bill on his cell phone and do they get to ask him what to do? The media never tells us these stories... haha. I learned one thing early on after earning the computer networking degree... to NEVER EVER EVER EVER fix your family's computers. Every time you have a family get together after that, its either... "Jim, my computer is doing this"... or (behind your back, its...) "My computer is all screwed up, ever since that damned Jim came over to re-format my hard drive" (because my aunt was going into the C:\WINDOWS folder and just arbitrarily DELETING folders because she didn't know what they were for... DUUUUUUUUHHHHHHH) Some people are simply too stupid to own a computer. There is actually an element of the world's population that fits in this category, and no matter what Bill does he will never fix "stupid" with a Windows Update. Some people are just simply "stuck on stupid" and there is no way to fix that Blue Screen Of Death between their ears. Not even with a re-boot or a boot to the a$$. It wouldn't matter. I'm not a hard guy to please. Even if I had more money than a Wall Street bail-out, all I'd want is just the Ferrari. God can have all the rest. I know what its gonna be, though. God has like this sense of humor. He's gonna wait until he claims my spirit from this wretched ol' piece of gunk called "flesh" of mine (a.k.a, the "temple of the Holy Spirit") I'll get all warm and fuzzy hugging Jesus for like 700,000 years, and right after that, the Holy Spirit is going to roll out this really bad-to-the bone Ferrari from behind one of the clouds, and Michael the Archangel is going to hand me this wicked cool set of keys. Since by then there will be a New Heaven and a New Earth... I'll spin rubber from what used to be California all the way to what used to be Utah somewhere, and do donuts out on what used to be the Great Salt Lake for like the next 50,000 years. And since there isn't probably gonna be any greedy oil barons in Heaven, or the need for fuel, since everything will pretty much be God everywhere, I'll be able to drive that Ferrari for like the next 5,765,935,346,794 years. (That's trillions, as in sort of a number like what our budget deficit looks like in the U.S. right now... but in years) Maybe ol' Gabriel will ride with me for a few million of those years and he can tell me a ton of his bad-ass battle stories about fighting them things they used to call demons that used to bug the living crap out of us humans when we used to live in something called "the flesh". Then, once I've got that ol' nag broke in a bit, I'll pitch you the keys and say... "here ya' go, Jude... enjoy"... Or, more like, knowing my Jesus... he'll be rolling out a his-and-hers matched set, and we can go tear up the New Earth freeway system together for another 5 trillion years or so....
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That is a great goal and you sound like a visionary Jim.
I know this though .. it's a heart issue not a wallet issue from the start. Don'tcha love it when a person says if they only had this much they'd start giving .. but God sees their heart that if they don't give when they have little they aren't changing when they're rich in fact they'd probably be more stingy. LOL You know the principle .. shine as a candle where you are and he'll make you a lighthouse  So shine baby shine
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Edited by
ITALIANBYGOD
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Tue 11/18/08 12:25 PM
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Still going strong I see
Ferrari hmm... "Ain't nothing but Italian Trash"(cleaning grease out of finger nails with his pocket knife seconds go by and he wonders if HE himself just typed that) I still play with Chevy’s myself. But if I won the lotto (just dreaming), knocked off a wealthy casino owner (getting an idea), or found a Lepricon and his little pot of gold (really dreaming)... then I'd either go for that don’t know nothing about vehicles just want to look cool look with a Ferrari, or I’d go for that “must be a loaded a-hole” look and buy a Bell as in Helicopter instead. Just thinking of speed and time of arrival, and besides I is Italian so I like the sound of helicopters when they go wop, wop, wop, wop… lol besides I think a helicopter blade would be considered edgy. |
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real edgy guys drive trucks
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Yea generalized labels do nothing for me.
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real edgy guys drive trucks Well...I guess that would include me....as you will see in my profile pics....I have my truck.... with a front plate that says..."If you value your life as much much as I value this truck, don't mess with it."..... GIT 'ER DONE!!!!!!!!!! 
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Still going strong I see Ferrari hmm... "Ain't nothing but Italian Trash"(cleaning grease out of finger nails with his pocket knife seconds go by and he wonders if HE himself just typed that) I still play with Chevy’s myself. But if I won the lotto (just dreaming), knocked off a wealthy casino owner (getting an idea), or found a Lepricon and his little pot of gold (really dreaming)... then I'd either go for that don’t know nothing about vehicles just want to look cool look with a Ferrari, or I’d go for that “must be a loaded a-hole” look and buy a Bell as in Helicopter instead. Just thinking of speed and time of arrival, and besides I is Italian so I like the sound of helicopters when they go wop, wop, wop, wop… lol besides I think a helicopter blade would be considered edgy. The blade? Definitely edgy to the point of hardcore dude. |
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real edgy guys drive trucks and that would be ummmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm .. what do you drive again Robin?
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Yea generalized labels do nothing for me. See there ya go .. coloring outside the lines
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real edgy guys drive trucks and that would be ummmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm .. what do you drive again Robin? awwwwwwww I had to sell it *kicks pebble* |
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Edited by
quiet_2008
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never mind
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real edgy guys drive trucks and that would be ummmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm .. what do you drive again Robin? awwwwwwww I had to sell it *kicks pebble* that sucks whatcha drivin then? |
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haha a edgy Oldsmobile
well it would be edgy if the heater worked. or if it didnt have an 8 track stereo |
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I take an edgy bus and then an edgy train to work, and when i go see Lisa i travel on edgy planes.
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haha a edgy Oldsmobile well it would be edgy if the heater worked. or if it didnt have an 8 track stereo sounds cooler than cool dude |
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I take an edgy bus and then an edgy train to work, and when i go see Lisa i travel on edgy planes. don't fall off the edge babe |
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