Men Explain Things to Me
Which is a real book title and I hate it Because I know it’s about how men talk Far too much about boring shit because These fool men believe all that goddam Talking is like a verbal form of lemon gin
The mere mention of satellite geodesy being The spiritual ancestor of current GPS technology (Complete with embellishments and sidebar feature stories) Oh Oh Oh fudge my jumper! Your knickers would be off Faster’n Seabiscuit on an oiled-up waterslide playing Rocketman straight into the Great Canadian Oil Change We’d be ending up wetter and greasier than we both started
Oh, yeah…I’ll never have to read that book I know I’ll hate it with a passion that is Almost Holy Hey…what about the dark art of womensplaining? Some women talk to me in the frequencies between A Schnauzer and the slowest third grader in the class
Do I mind? Well, a little I distract myself from my annoyance by watching lips Appreciating the instrument but not liking the sound
