And food.
Recently I was in conversation with one of the female kind- Shocking enough that they are allowed to talk in public. In Iran you would be lashed on the back eighty times for having an opinion.
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| IT ALL WENT BLOODY DOWNHILL FROM HERE |
She was reaching out on facebook asking whom could supply a spare washing machine. Mighty strong words considering that all women were meant to be seen and not heard only some 50 years ago. Those were simpler times, when the washboard was describing a key tool in legal slavery- and not how your chest looks be you a fake-tanned Italian-American or a Bulgarian hammer throw athlete.
So when you are confronted with a situation when you see the ways of old being challenged, get that whip out- bring the power back to where it bloody well belongs. Far too many men end up sitting at home on Friday night, watching Americas Next Top Model just so they have the slightest of chance of getting coitus. After all that work, it usually ends up in the man sitting there while the girl jumps on Facebook or Twitter and incessantly nagging and gossiping about how this hair style and that eye makeup.
It makes me sick to the gut to see this injustice occur. Get some bloody salami, ham, chicken, hey- even fry up some sausages and cut them up.. Then go to the store and get some freshly baked bread and cut it by hand. Spread it with hummus and mayonaise and dont skimp on that either- thats just being lazy.
Hell, while youre at it, bake a cake, hand make the frosting from scratch and roast the chicken and kumura for the nights dinner.
Don't BLOODY skimp on the mayo- just remember Iran is only a short flight away.
