I have never been known for ranting, but “venting” is another case. This vent is dedicated to women. Women who have no real idea what they want. I have mastered languages, studied Shakespeare literature, and even figured out the real meaning of life, but woman have always puzzled me.
Woman whose list of tangibles they want in the perfect mate out does those of NASA requirements. The problem is, many of the men they have been do not even come close. Yet, with all this in mind, they tell you that you re perfect. That you have been sent from the heavens above, you are exactly the man they needed. Men, this is a lie, women just hate being alone.
What confuses me is that you want men to do what you say when you say it. Yet our statements are looked at sideways and as being demanding. Are you that naïve as a species that you honestly believe men, I, care about half the things you nag at? That our soul purpose in life is only your happiness? What about our happiness? What we want to do? What about our personal feelings about religion, politics, life in fucking general? No men, they do not care. It is there way, or the highway. Personally as a man with ethics and pride, I say, “fuck that”. I hereby decree myself as president of M.A.N (Men Against Nags). At the end of the day, women are only truly good at one thing, nagging!
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