Thank God I grew up in a house full of women! None of whom considered it their responsibility to “take care” of their man. If that had happened I suspect my wife passing away and leaving me with four teenagers would have finished me off. There are times I think I want someone to take care of me, then I get involved with someone who tries (just a little) and I start feeling suffocated. I’m glad the world is changing, we have enough man-boys as it is.

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father, motorcyclist, old retired guy who’s just a little lost on a blue marble corkscrewing its way to oblivion

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