What creates a writer is huge, psychological dysfunction.
I am allergic to domestic goddesses. Men would prefer a woman with a dirty mind to a clean house.
It's a mystery of parenthood that your son can give mouth-to-mouth resuscitation to a stray, worm-riddled dog, share a piece of re-chewed gum from a kid with bronchitis and pick his nose and eat it on a regular basis, yet won't sit next to his sister because of 'Girl Germs'.
If God hadn't meant us to hunt men, he wouldn't have given us Wonder Bras.
All men are into bondage, 'specially if they're real assholes at work all day.
. . . planning a brilliant menu and preparing it beautifully doesn't guarantee a recipe for success.