Chocolate Talk

Lewis and me were lamenting over the state of the world in recent times over a cup of hot chocolate at Starbucks. The hostage situation, and Korea’s dilemma, the political unrest and breakdown of subprime in the world’s most powerful nation, the upset of balance in the world’s religion and the consequences that we all have to bear.

And women.

No men’s talk is ever complete without women. Heck, I bet no one reading where wants to know our view on other topics except the last one. In fact, we never did talk about the other topics.

Thus we came to talk about our women related troubles. Who loves who and who doesn’t loves who. And we came to the conclusion that with woman, it would be much better if we live like cavemen. See a girl you like? Take a club, knock her out and take her home. Of course in this civilized world, one can no longer do that. Plus, what if you hit her too hard on the head? Who’s going to cook and clean the house if she becomes an idiot?

Here’s the kicker though. My good man here suggested that instead clubbing them over the head, there’s this wonderful substance call alcohol which although is slightly more expensive would have the intended effect as well as being legal (I think). No doubt an excellent idea, but I guess in the name of public safely, I have to warn the ladies about this bud of mine. So women, next time this buddy of mine offers you a drink, think twice.

There you go, proof that you don’t need alcohol to say amazingly stupid things. Now I just pray that I don’t get sued for being sexist.