Every week or two I go out with a couple buddies and drink some beer. We usually do this around some televised sporting event, not because we want to watch the game. Rather, the game is a backdrop, something to look at while you or one of your pals is talking. You can either listen to your friends or the television or ignore both and assess the cocktail waitresses.
The next morning, my wife used to ask what we talked about all night. She'd ask, "How is their new baby?", "Are they going to renovate their home?", "Where are they going on vacation?", etc. I could never answer any of these questions because I never asked them and "they" never mentioned anything about any of those topics. She is always staggered that three guys would spend four hours together and talk about nothing.
Its not that we talk about nothing. Its that we talk about nothing that interests her, or any other woman.
The list of things we discuss is short; steak, women's anatomy and sports.
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