I think the best metaphor I can give to describe women is pants. Women are like pants. Some pants fit closely but treat you like you don't have a penis. Other pants are so loose as to treat all of you like you're not there, tending toward sagging to the floor. This is where the metaphor falls apart: the baggy pants give your penis the proper treatment, but you need to tie them to you with the belt of marriage.
The best kind of pants are sweatpants... they are baggy, yet the elastic waistband makes it "fit." Sweatpants are also the most "homey"-feeling. I want a spouse like sweatpants.
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