Friday, October 5, 2007
look how much money you can save on tampons...
women are historically notorious for wanting to snag a man, settle down, and start cranking out the spawn. "uterus for sale! get your uterus here! young, never been used, with two good working ovaries. invest in your future today".
men are simply not the raging comittment-phobes that run from bridal bedlam and baby bootees, that i was sort of planning on them being. as family sizes have shrunk, and people (yes, me) are waiting later and later to get married and procreate (if ever), there is a new panic in town; "continuing the family blood line". generations of family names are coming to an impasse, as these sometimes bra burning (as long as it's not one of the "nice" ones), occasional feminist, "i can pay for my own dinner and open my own bloody car door, but i still want you to take care of me only, if i can keep my own name and don't feel trapped" women are engaging and avoiding the mating dance with an apparent new breed of male (in search of a uterus to house "junior"/"the second").
wanted: one "babymama".