Why Women Should be Kinder to Men

They really don’t know any better.
We often underestimate the testosterone factor when it comes to harebrain decisions.
We go shopping, we’re cool. They go shopping it may reflect badly on their manliness.
In fact, a lot of stuff reflects badly on their manliness, like dancing something other than hip-hop, or being a member of the drama club.
They’ll almost never match up to the men in trashy romance novels.
We scream during scary movie and hide behind them? Sweet and endearing. They scream during a horror flick and hide behind us? He just ain’t quite a man now is he?
Our arousal doesn’t make such a public appearance.
We stay virgins, we’re considered sweet and innocent. They stay virgins? They obviously have no game. (In their friends eyes at least.)
Women compare themselves to each other in many ways, all of which matter. Men have one main concern when it comes to comparison. They either make the grade, or they don’t.
We cry? It’s endearing. They cry? It’s something to be embarrassed about.
At least we don’t miss when we use the bathroom.
Much easier to fake an orgasm.
They say we’re a bad lay? Eventually someone will not care enough to disprove it. We say they’re lacking in certain areas? They’re being laughed at. For life.
Who’s supposed to do all of the inviting to dance and asking out?
When was the last time we were expected to pay for a majority of the date?
We get the fun drinks.
We announce we’re gay, men cheer. Men announce they’re gay, they get disowned. (yes I realize women do too, but in today’s society, amongst college students, going les is the “cool” thing to do.)
The expectations of their role in society have gone down the tubes since the caveman days. Ours have remained nearly the same.
We live longer.
We undress in public, we’re applauded. They undress in public and they get arrested for indecent exposure.
They talk dirty, it’s sexual harassment. We talk dirty, it’s five bucks a minute.