men and women, women and men; it will never work.
Gautam's argument in a nuts shell
but I will never quit the attempts. (I have little need for winning that war but do enjoy the battles)
the wimmins must be obscene, and not heard . . .
wrong (in the latter half)
est ca le nom do votre oisieux?
I'll scream if I want to!
Nice bird pun there, Bo...keep up the good fight for the pee cocks.
Setanta wrote:the wimmins must be obscene, and not heard . . .
No, no, Set. That's supposed to be "wimmins must be obscene, and not herded."
On 'herding', I concur. That takes fences and dogs and all manner of expensive investment.
One merely need suggest that the path leads to some emollient or elixer which will allow their true inner beauty to shine forth, outpacing the very moon and (IMPORTANT) every other woman around...and off they waddle, happy as can be.
As opposed to the mins, who can be easily gathered at the mere mention of an available female. Dogs and fences, indeed...
at the mere mention of a waddling female.............
We confess we have uses for you
we can't help it, it's the 'fair-oh-moans'!
lucky for mins the desire for "use" is mutual. There's nothing so pathetic as a whimpering min type. It just breaks your heart.
