Ms Puddin' gets all romantic and poetic and stuff...

You know, I’m running dry on things to talk about this week. I’ve been a boring old fart lately. No drinking escapades, I’m not dating either, I refuse. It’s been my computer, a lot of movies and I. Very romantic, I know.

There have been, however, some questions that have been bugging me. Over the past week, I have been thinking about the male species and some of the things that they do, because they come from Mars and all.

So, I decided to flex my poetic skills, (No I am not a poet, this sh*t doesn’t rhyme and I threw in the female part so I could avoid coming off as the man hater that I am) to maybe put a stop to some of those lingering questions and make my life that much easier…

A Poem of Understanding WHY

By Ms Fresh Banana Puddin’


Why do men get your number, call you, then ask, “So when are you going to take me out?” Huh? You got my number smart one...

Why do women cry, over analyze and complain about everything? It can't possibly be that bad...

Why do men insist that a woman’s salty mood is always caused by PMS? Can I not just be having a bad day?

Why do women always dress like they’re trying to catch a man, but then go home and talk about how no good any of them really are? No comment

Why do men say that you never call them, when you just did, twice, but couldn’t leave a voicemail because their mailbox was full? You know who you are...

Why do women hate on other women over a man? The sea is big, very big...

Why do men not understand the definition of girlfriend or wife? My understanding of this concept, is that you are not eligible to date...

Why do women get the good guy, but want the bad guy, but want the bad guy to be good? Make up your mind woman!!!

Why do men insist on scratching their balls in public? Gross, just gross...

Why do men wear those shorts that cut off at the ankles so they look more like high pants than shorts? The point of shorts is to keep cool, when it's hot outside...

Why do men say “I’ll call you later”, but they call like two days later and ask you “what happened”? I don't know, you tell me...

Why do men always complain about wearing a condom when they are very aware of STDs and having sex = having babies? Again, no comment...

Sorry ran out of weird things that women do, because in all honesty we are not that bad. Men, are the ones with the problem, seriously. If you don’t fit in any of these categories guys, you are off the hook, but if you do, can you please explain to me WHY?

Am I over analyzing?