Without a doubt, the female is the most interesting of species to walk this planet, and most likely, to exist in the Universe. Men, well, we have the macho personas, we love to compete, and most definitely feel like we run the world. Like the majority of men out there, I used to believe this as well, but over the years I have realized that we are definitely the weaker gender. While it’s true that men run most countries, at their side is a woman who has complete control over them. I hesitate when saying this, but women rule the world.

Men are simply animals for women to use at their leisure. When a woman wants something moved or carried for her, she simply asks a man, and almost every time the sucker will do as she asks. Hell, it could be a one pound box, which clearly she can handle herself, but the jackass will run to her “rescue” and do as wishes. Hey, I’ll be the first to admit that I’m king of the jackasses when it comes to this, and I don’t see that changing anytime soon, but surely I’m just a tool used for the sake of movement, and for some reason I’m fine with that. When a woman wants to “play” she takes us out of our cage, but when she gets bored she simply tosses us back into our pen, where we casually run circles on that damn wheel until she’s in the mood for more. It’s pathetic of us in so many ways, but it doesn’t end there.

Males tend to be forms of entertainment for females. It is truly amazing what a man will do to simply garner the attention of a woman. Some dance (even though they suck most of the time), a few will use awful pickup lines, while others will attempt to show off while playing some type of game or sport. It’s quite embarrassing to our species, but honestly, we all do it. Furthermore, has one ever noticed that men are always getting into fights over girls, but we rarely see women throw down over guys? Sometimes I wonder if women just feel like seeing some blood to quench their thirsts and fill their needs for attention. If that’s the case, then they sure know how to get it done.

So, I ask, what is it that a woman possesses that makes us men go so crazy? The chauvinist male will most likely respond that it is a female’s breasts or ass that drives a male so wild, but I beg to argue that it is much more than that. While those areas are indeed nice, I contend that it is the twinkle in a female’s eyes, the beauty of her smile, the warmth of her touch, the soothing sound of her voice, the softness of her skin, and the comfort in her personality that truly drives a man insane (a man with class at least). I’ve been fortunate enough to date some wonderful gals over the years and I feel very fortunate to have spent time with each and every one of them. Thanks to them I not only got to know some great personalities, but I was able to learn much from each of them. With all these things taken into account, I have taken the vow to come out of my cage when asked, to run on that wheel when my woman is bored, to carry all the six ounce boxes she can find, to drop the gloves when necessary, and to make a fool out of myself when desired. Basically, I’m fine with kneeling down before her beauty and loving her with all my heart, because I now understand who really has the power.

The truth is that all women possess an amazing loveliness that, if used properly, will attract a number of men. Hopefully the woman chooses wisely, but if not, she can just throw the man back into the toy chest she got him from and find a new toy soldier (so to speak). In reality, that’s all men are, toys awaiting to entertain the woman as she so craves. The woman is absolutely magnificent in too many ways to name, holding all the power, though she allows us men to feel like we’re really in control (which we are foolish enough to believe). So, while men are undoubtedly mere servants to the female race, women are goddesses who allow us to think we’re in charge, though we’ll always believe it’s the other way around.

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