Thursday, August 6, 2009

Man Basket

Very few things are as emasculating as carrying the ultimate sign of bachelorhood around the grocery store, the man basket. It screams: I'm a little boy. Roaming the aisles with the plastic container means that you aren't wed and lack the super sperm required to reproduce. You shy away from that attractive woman that came directly after work and is wearing her pencil skirt and Rainbow sandals. Hopefully she doesn't see that you're a phenomenal chef when it comes to heating Bagel Bites or crafting one of your signature pb&j delights. A single man does not labor behind a cart. He doesn't have mouths to feed. Avoid the awkward stares that you'll receive and just go out 7 days a week for meals.

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