I hate men.
Hate them. Until recently, I thought my misandry was perfectly justified and all men were pigs. If I ever needed to interact with a man I didn't know personally for any reason, I was quiet, unfriendly and, to be honest, a complete bitch. However, I've recently realized that an awful lot of those individuals in possession of a Y-chromosome are fantastic people. This discovery has made me a bit nervous, as I have been comfortable despising and distrusting men for several years now. Don't get me wrong, I still don't trust anyone with a penis, unless he happens to be related to me. Even then, it's a little iffy. Regardless, I feel as though I have unfairly misjudged approximately half of the population. So then! Male blog-readers of mine! It would be just lovely if you could supply me with some good reasons I should not hate you and your fellow males, because I'm having a hard time coming up with anything on my own, as much as I'd like to.
I would also like to know how you feel about push-up bras, but that's just out of curiosity.
That's all.
I'm a goof cook. That's a good reason to appreciate my maleness. Also, the majority of chefs are male.
ReplyDeleteDespite my distaste of having to justify myself in any way, as conveyed by the incredulous eyebrow raise smiley, this seems harmless enough.
ReplyDeleteKiller massages yo.