Let me break it down for you guys.
December 1st 2006 01:20
I have pms. Let me try to explain what PMS feels like.
Let's say, your wife/girlfriend/life partner forced you to go to their Aunt Prudence house for the 25th anniversary brunch of the death of her cat. You sat through Good old Pruddy weeping about Mittens. You sat with your womans father and heard the your plans for the future/why buy the cow when you can get the milk for free/ being a grandfather is a mans lifes reward/ when are you going to clean out the gutters speech. You ate tiny crustless sandwhiches, and drank watered down tea.
Now, you're on the way home, and it's a two lane country highway. There is an accident and the traffic is bumper to bumper on a Sunday afternoon. Your woman is bitching about her co workers, and your radio is broken.
Sounds pretty shitty right? Your frustration level would be pretty high right? You didn't want to go to Aunt Pruddy's, your FIL or future FIL or whatever is a royal prick who loves to talk down to you, there's traffic, your lady won't shut the fuck up, and you can't even drown her out with the radio. Pretty bad right?
Now, imagine there is some sporting event that is very important to you. The championship of whatever sport you favor, Football, baseball, lawn darts. Whatever. Radio is broken so you can't hear it. Add that your back aches, and you have a headache and you feel really tired and hungry.. Sucks doesn't it?
Oooh it just got worse didn't it?
Now... the one last thing.
The kicker, the icing on the cake.
You FORGOT to TIVO it.
Imagine that frustration. That's what having PMS is like ALL day for about a week. Except you have no real reason to feel aggravated... you just do. Men think its an excuse to be a bitch. Not so.
First one to ask me if I'm on the rag gets a punch in the eye.
Let's say, your wife/girlfriend/life partner forced you to go to their Aunt Prudence house for the 25th anniversary brunch of the death of her cat. You sat through Good old Pruddy weeping about Mittens. You sat with your womans father and heard the your plans for the future/why buy the cow when you can get the milk for free/ being a grandfather is a mans lifes reward/ when are you going to clean out the gutters speech. You ate tiny crustless sandwhiches, and drank watered down tea.
Now, you're on the way home, and it's a two lane country highway. There is an accident and the traffic is bumper to bumper on a Sunday afternoon. Your woman is bitching about her co workers, and your radio is broken.
Sounds pretty shitty right? Your frustration level would be pretty high right? You didn't want to go to Aunt Pruddy's, your FIL or future FIL or whatever is a royal prick who loves to talk down to you, there's traffic, your lady won't shut the fuck up, and you can't even drown her out with the radio. Pretty bad right?
Now, imagine there is some sporting event that is very important to you. The championship of whatever sport you favor, Football, baseball, lawn darts. Whatever. Radio is broken so you can't hear it. Add that your back aches, and you have a headache and you feel really tired and hungry.. Sucks doesn't it?
Oooh it just got worse didn't it?
Now... the one last thing.
The kicker, the icing on the cake.
You FORGOT to TIVO it.
Imagine that frustration. That's what having PMS is like ALL day for about a week. Except you have no real reason to feel aggravated... you just do. Men think its an excuse to be a bitch. Not so.
First one to ask me if I'm on the rag gets a punch in the eye.
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