- Women have breasts.
Hey, you missed a few.
- Women have a muffin
- Women have a left breast
- Women have a right breast
- Under certain conditions, you can carry them home like a six pack.
Blueberry? Bran? The apply kind with the sugary stuff on top? Just one muffin? Do we all have to share it? Do I get it on alternate Thursdays?
It better be blueberry.
- They are insane
- They are insane
- They are insane
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They will never tell us what they want
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Even if we do what they want we’ll still be in trouble
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If we don’t do what they want we’ll be in trouble
- She’s right. Even if she isn’t.
- And God forbid you should bring up her crankiness during “that” time of the month.
We have to be to tolerate the shit we have to put up with from you guys.
Yeah, it’s “that” time of the month. And what?
Would you like a muffin? 
Let’s not forget:
- Women are mammals.
Mmm… Chocolate chip muffins… 
heh, I never said we didn’t make you that way, the fact remains however…that:
“Your room is comfortably small
with rubber lining the walls
and there’s someone always calling your name.
He calls when you’re alone
and he calls when you’re not home
and he calls when you’re stuck out in the rain…”
:: kisses ::
After our waxing appointments, you can’t prove this.
Don’t forget
3a. Women fight all the time.
3b. The purpose of a woman is to flip out and kill people.
I’m serious. My friend Mark said he totally saw a woman uppercut some kid just because the kid opened a window.
If a woman (girlfriend, lover, sister, mother, etc) calls you by your full name, including middle name or initial, your @ss is up sh^t creek.
No lie. :eek:
A “that time of the month” woman ain’t got nuttin’ on a “change of life” woman.
Does her butt look big? This is not a question. It is an existential dilemma.
Maybe you should put a warning on this thread: Contains Inane Generalizations and Stereotypes. I suppose I coulda guessed that from the title, though, but I was hoping for better.