Wow, I'm honored. Or disturbed. Or both. So I was going to say something
along the lines of I really hate it when I inspire a facebook group,
but that would be a lie. So instead I will tell you what I really hate.
You
know what I really hate? That somewhere along the lines women and men
split into two seperate species. Evolution spun us a curveball and
created a sexually compatible group of beings that don't speak the same
language.
I imagine it's like when Neanderthals first met Homo
Sapiens. Oh look! They look just like us! Err...Almost like us. Anyways,
lets have sex! And then they had sex, and probably more sex, until one
day they realized they were so different they couldn't even shop at the
same hat stores. All they had in common was shared taste in cave
drawings and a fondness for Sabertooth Tartare.
But don't get me
wrong, this isn't a blame game. The Neanderthals tried to listen and be
supportive. They tried to use the club less, and limit the amount of
time they spent "hunting and gathering". But noooooo, those Homo
Sapiens wouldn't communicate and just tell them what they wanted
instead of trying to turn it into a guessing game. Thats when times were
bad. When they were good all Homo Sapien wanted to talk about was their
new mammoth fur or watch Housewives of Bedrock.
And all this
would have been ok. Neanderthals could have gone solo, branched out,
done their own thing. Lived a life of freedom, hung out with their cave
buddies all the time, searched for new species. Lived the life of a
bachelor. There was only one problem:
Homo Sapien owned the key to the cave.
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