The great expectation.

Men and women share great dynamics but unfortunately tampons do not figure on this list because men do not possess the powers of discharging emotions in repeated cycles (just when you thought the world had its share of super hero(in)s). Now, if you come to think of it maybe, this is that very reason why men don’t understand their better halves or so women would like to be consider themselves, but my uncle always believed that his left butt cheek stood a better chance than his wife (she made a killing from their potent energy to refuel there sagging equations with brilliant sex (without any kind of jelly or performance pills)?

Lets go back in time and figure out why such an amazing union created and ordained by the gods themselves often leaves one scrambling for answers? (Not to be mistaken for the writers union in Hollywood). The first known records of male/female bonding amongst humans would probably be traced back to the Neanderthals, who were know to be hunter-gatherers. Now this could probably be where men slipped up in creating the role-playing functions for women in societies, as we know them today. Only if men had the insight to involve women in their carnal outings that usually had a bit of old fashioned bludgeoning and stone throwing till the evening’s dinner could be dragged back to the pad. Instead we put up the macho act of “let me take care of it while you handle the little ones and do dishes”. Never leave a bunch of women sitting around doing nothing because they tell each other stuff ranging from size to performance to bank balances and the occasional make up trick (which can be quite deceiving for the vegan man wanting to smother his affection on his date which could end up with him having to lick animal fat (make-up) off her face and her to look like someone else at sunrise). Okay now before you ladies pull out your custom made Louis vuitton handguns to pump holes into my play station (every man’s pride and joy). Here’s my take, during these moments of thumb twiddling and idle banter sessions a woman would find her self comparing her life with that of another woman’s (men do the same but its not about life and its mostly on assumptions). She would soon discover that her man was incapable of providing her with adequate emotional, monetary and physical satisfaction which sometimes other women exaggerate in order to compensate for unkempt toe nails and down right bitchiness. The damage had already been done; it got her thinking (this is good if your going to invent an alternative to co2 producing fuels) but not really if it involves expectations arising from a desire to be one up on the kitty list. This leads her to expect her male counter part to possess the strength of superman (excluding the speed), a mind like woody Allen’s sans the kink to marry his adopted child, the stock options of bill gates even though it belongs to company called Microsoft, the charm of Cary Grant, an attitude like James Dean’s, the heart of a Buddhist monk, looks that vary from Brad Pit to George Clooney, tantric powers for continuous multiple orgasms and all this while carrying the shopping bags, opening the door, puling the chair and doing a head stand. Why women compete with each other is beyond me or any body who’s been to an end of season sale? I don’t see the need to set your expectations based on someone else’s description of haven because your idle life is as you create it to be. As for women, they will always an enigma to men (this could be a great when in pursuit to manifest a fantastic romance not if your waking up every day to a Hitchcock screenplay).


Now men (including me) should allow women the chance to participate in life as equals because when your busy doing you expect less and get busy creating the magic for a beautiful life.