I know, men hail from Mars, women hail from Venus, men hunt, women gather, men puff their chests and posture, women roll their eyes. There are inherent differences between the sexes that are just *there* - they won't change. There is nothing we can do about it. I accept this, and am at peace with it. Didgeridoo Boy can't understand why I love fashion, and I can't understand why he wants to debate the dynamics of GNR's breakup and the potentiality of a reunion (or not) (and who's fault that might be) for hours on end. But that's fine. He's a man, I'm a woman. The explanation is something within that difference that cannot be expressed in traditional, simple things like words.
However, having just had to douse an area of the deck just outside the screen door with Dr. Bronner's lavender soap and boiling water, there are some tendencies I will never, ever fully accept.
Just because you can, doesn't mean you should.
And oh, yes. He most certainly did.
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