The bed is a bundle of paradoxes: we go to it with reluctance yet we quit it with regret we make up our minds every night to leave it early but we make up our bodies every morning to keep it late.
Women would rather be right than reasonable.
I knew however that the next morning after the fight I would have to get...
Women are like cars: we all want a Ferrari sometimes want a pickup truck and end up with a station wagon.
