Boys being Boys

Growing up I would often wonder what boys do when they hang out.

Personally, when spending time with my girlfriends, there were always a few things on the agenda.  At the beginning the priorities were sleeves of oreos, Fisher Price Little People, occasional Barbies, running around outside, and playing house (where being poor grown-ups was my favorite backstory).

By middle school, or upper school if you went to a fancy-schmancy school, there were the occasional prank phone calls, truth or dare, fingernail polish, and those stories where one person would start and the next had to write the next sentence.  There may or may not have still been some FPLP too with certain friends.

High School had movie watching, TV watching, getting pumped for track meets, talk about boys, driving around boys' houses to see if there cars were there...

By college we were reading Cosmo, swapping stories, eating at all hours, snowball fights, and hours upon hours of AIM.  The things we did to communicate before it was normal to text nonstop

This weekend, I got a little snapshot into what boys do.  Or at least, what these boys do, when left to their own devices.

J-Man and I hung out with two male BFFs for what began as brunch, and ended in the city, with some amount of day drinking involved inbetween. We got to witness their close, close friendship all day long.

1) Playing wii
2) Prank calling past girlfriends and hookups
3) Fighting over the phone while calling each other obscenities
4) Comparing whose legs are hairier
5) Teasing each other for how little one eats and/or slow he drinks
6) Napping.  On the floor.
7) Caressing one another's leg hair
8) Betting on every wii game played in $5 increments
9) Retelling stories for which you "had to be there"
10) Taking really close-up photos for facebook
11) Saying things far too vulgar to put on such a public canvas
12) Repetition of all the above

All that to say, I don't think I missed much.  I'm pretty sure the things I imagined of "guy time" were far more fascinating and mature than these twenty-somethings portrayed.  But they made for a good Saturday afternoon laugh