Why is It That?
A short complaint about men.
Why is it that a man can not remember my birthday, but remembers all of his stats on the new car he just unlocked in need for speed?
Why is it that a man has no problem playing around with a 12 year old and wrestling all night, but can’t spend 30 minutes snuggling on a couch with his wife?
Why is it that a man loves to eat and will clear his plate, but can’t say a simple thank you (let alone a compliment) to you for making the meal?
Why is it that a man will be there for you through a pregnancy, but won’t change a single diaper once the baby is actually here?
Why is it that a man works his ass off for a paycheck, but won’t take out the trash at home?
Why is it that a man claims to know all about cars, but won’t spend 20 minutes changing the oil and has to take it to a shop?
Why is it that a man will read this and laugh, but won’t realize that he does the exact same thing as my husband?
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