Can I sleep with you, mommy?

Pleeeeease. No? Or maybe can I? (Sobbing.) Give me a hug. Will you iron myT-shirt? Because I can’t…

You’ve asked for it, ladies. You’ve been begging for those sensitive, emphatic guys whowould cry at movies with you and happily join you in your shopping celebration for so long– and there you go. They keep on mushrooming every day, those effeminate, emoishsissies who barely can stand on their own.

So, you don’t have to go through labor pains – you get motherhood experience for freetogether with your men-like products anyway. Fatherhood included, too! Someone has tochange the bulb, do errands, pay the rent, make dinner, fix the sink, call the bank andjump on the neighbor for vacuuming in the night. Someone, meaning you. Your boy isprobably busy with Minecraft, League of Legends, World of Tanks, Call of Duty or yetanother one of his multiple interest he’s so passionate about.

It isn’t any better when it comes to sex, I’m afraid. In search of a satisfactory intercourse,you go to Portugal or stay overnight at your girlfriend’s. All at once it turns out that yourskinny-jeans-wearing sweetheart mastered only one effective way to get laid: waiting forbeing dragged to bed by force.

Praise your boy every time he lasts over 40 secs, ’cause being a lover from time to timedoesn’t mean you can go off your mother duty. Really, I’m not surprised to see youbecoming workaholics only to avoid the pathetic sight of that pussy sitting on your couch.

Dear girls, I’m writing it for you in the first place, but I wouldn’t mind if some human beingsof my own sex took it all to heart as well. Women are so desperate for masculinity thatthey will go for any tiny sign of it. A long time ago, back in the bachelor era of my life, a girlwould be overwhelmed with my decisiveness on what we should order in the restaurant.She said her boyfriend would be too shy to ask for the check. You must have a giant ‘WTF’at the end of your tongue right now, and rightly so, ’cause faced with such pussiness youjust find yourself speechless.

On the other hand, perhaps there’s a method in the madness. I’ve written once that in caseof siblings, it sucks to be the talented kid, because of the pressure of high expectationsthat parents may have. A moron in turn hardly gets through to another grade and everyoneis crazy about that. Maybe in just a few years time it will be enough for a man to get hisass from the couch and go out to have all the girls at his feet, just like that.

And when you think about it, it is a quite promising view indeed.