forwards, apples, etc..

a chronicles bonus......... two in one day!



I hate forwards...



My lovely cousin bless her heart forwards me shit like the following almost

every day:







> > >Women are like apples on trees:  the best ones are

> > >at the top of the tree.

> > >Most men don't want to reach for the good ones

> > >because they are afraid of

> > >falling and getting hurt.  Instead, they just get

> > >the rotten apples from the ground

> > >that aren't as good, but easy... So the apples at

> > >the top think something is

> > >wrong with them, when in reality, they're amazing.

> > >They just have to wait for

> > >the right man to come along - the one who's brave

> > >enough to climb all the way

> > >to the top of the tree.

> > >

> > >Share this with other women who are good apples -

> > >even those who have already

> > >been picked!

> > >

> > >And remember... Men are like a fine wine.  They

> > >start out as grapes, and it's

> > >up to women to stomp the crap out of them until

> > they

> > >turn into something

> > >acceptable to have dinner with.

> > >







To this I say, GTFOHWTBS!!!  ("get the fuck outta here with that bull shit"

for those in the cheap seats.)



See shit like this is what's wrong with hoes... er women these days. 

Reading this kinda crap every day breeds thoughts of grandeur and

untouchableness.  Then all the girls get together and complain about men and



look around at themselves as apples at the top of the tree.



As I get older my fellow single men and I have it all figured out.  We could



easily go and act like we're supposed to and be that ideal man that you'd

love to take home to momma.  Really, we can turn that shit on in a

heartbeat.  But why?  Then all we've done is breed expectations that we have



no intention on living up to.  So you tell us, would you rather have us act

a certain way just to make you feel like you've snagged a 'good man' only to



later find out that he isn't all you thought he was, or just be real from

the jump and turn it on around moms?



Sure I can do the occassional romantic evening with rose pedals on the bed,

a bottle of Vueve and shit just to keep you happy, but that shit is not the

norm so quit acting like you expect it to be.  We are not highly emotional

and romantic beings by nature.  We can be when we have to, but our normal

existence doesn't operate like that.  We are not thoughtful, considerate, or



keep your best interests at heart 90% of the time.  We do what we gotta do

to stay outta trouble.  But it's not because we don't care.  We really do. 

We just have a difference of opinion on what we should spend our energy

caring about.



get it?



~C