I already know.
Let’s Go 2 Work.
Here’s a list of some of the cool shit men get to do…
Scratch our balls whenever…wherever, piss wherever…however, survive happily through life with the absolute bare minimum, fuck as many women as we want and get praised for it, fart for laughs, shit for laughs, jump from free throw lines, shoot sperm at 30 mph, kill/build/ and destroy shit, be a fuck up for most of our lives yet somehow turn it all around and still end up with an account full of money and a 22 year old pretty young thang at the end. On top of all that, we’re God’s favorite.
All the cool shit women get to do…
Be young, be a virgin, be beautiful, be a mother, be a wife.
That sucks.
It’s no wonder they hate us.
I mean, they love us, but they also subconsciously hate our fucking guts. Which is why they have no problem taking half of our shit when we split.
Imagine being a child and watching all of your friends do 100’s of cool things while at the same time being told that you can’t do what they do. Infact, you must remain a sweet, naive, and sheltered child unscathed by the harsh world because you’re weaker than they are. When you ask why it is so, the people in charge say, “It’s because you are short, and they are tall. And until the day arrives where one of these tall people accepts you as one of their own, you must stay in your place. If you choose not to stay pure, the tall people will shun you and leave you for dead. Oh, one last thing, when that glorious day does come in which they rescue you from your own ignorance, you must submit to everything they say…right or wrong…for life.”
If this happened to you, I know for a fact everyday of your life you would secretly be on some, “Mannn fuck tall people!”
So, why does it suck to be a woman?
Because all the cool shit went to us and the burden of imitating sugar, spice and everything nice went to them. While we were being told, “Hell yeah you can!”, they were always being informed, “I’m sorry, but no you can’t.” And because of this unfortunate dichotomy, YOU, the man, the enemy, can never make a woman happy.
The ONLY thing that can make women happy…is themselves.
I don’t care how many cruises you take her on or how many purses, cars, and BBL’s you buy, if she has not accepted and EMBRACED her fate nor found peace, joy, and fulfilment in her DUTY as a woman, that smile on her face will always fade within 24 hours of every purchase. With that said, going forward, when you hear women talking about how they’re the prize, or declaring how much they don’t need us, I want you to have a modicum of understanding and not take an ounce of offense to whatever it is that they say negatively about us.
Because in all actuality, at the end of the day, on the grand scheme of things…being a woman sucks.
WALT FACTUAL
