I’m off work. I have ‘flu. Some women would argue that I only have a cold and that I’m a weakling. Well, get this: I’m male and we’re tougher. Never mind this “childbirth” cobblers – that only happens a couple of times per lifetime. It doesn’t count.
Men are providers, builders, scavengers, hunters, workers. We’re the ones banging our thumbs with hammers and getting our ribs broken to skive off trips to Azerbaijan. We know what being tough is all about.
So when I say I have headaches, sore joints, chills and a temperature, a runny/blocked nose and sensitive eyes I know what I’m talking about. It’s ‘flu, not a cold.
And that’s why women shouldn’t be doctors, either.
Oh, and they can’t bloody drive.
Watch them all kick a man in the comments when he’s down…
“boobs the size of melons”.
*whimper*
(it’s been a while.)
“Imagine having it clamped on your boob morning noon & night” – that’s no way to talk about Mosh…
“tut” š
*Mwhahahahah*
As I watched her type it I said you would respond with something just like that. She said something like “typical” š
Aww, poor baby, so sorry you’re sick. Is that enough sympathy or do you need to whine some more? š
HA! I fell off a cliff, breaking every bone on the way down, bounced at the bottom and broke every bone a second time and died. And I still didn’t cry. Much more painful than passing something the size of a water mealon.
Beat that!
I am trying to get the images of Lyds with boobs the size of melons out of my mind. And trying to think why that’s unpleasant….
I wish.
(hides from Lyds)
Iian, I can tell that only men read your “BLOG”!!!!!. And i`m very sorry you are unwell but YOU DON`T KONW YOU ARE BORMN MATE.!!!!!
Try having Boobs the size of melons for the next 9 months. Throwing up at the sight or smell of food and feeling so tired as a parasite inside you drains away all of your energy. Then in 9months imagine 20hrs of Hellish pain and then pushing out someting the size of a football through the size of a pea. Then Imagine having it clamped on your boob morning noon & night.
No women have actually said anything yet. I’m kind of scared. Maybe they’re planning something.
Pah. I’ve had a month-long cold and sniffles. Beat that, yer Northern softie.
Sorry Iain, it must be the hormones š
Well, it’s her fault. She mentioned “breasts”!
Whining doesn’t help. More sympathy would be good though š
YEAH!!!!!!