Everyday I give thanks to the Goddess, I have two mounds upon my bodice. I shave my legs, I sit down to pee, Can justify any shopping spree.
Don't go to a barber, but a beauty salon, Can get a massage without a hard-on. I can balance the checkbook, can pump my own gas, Can talk to my friends about the size of my ass.
My beauty's a masterpiece, and yes, it takes long, At least I can admit to others when I'm wrong. I don't drive in circles at any cost, And I don't have a problem admitting I'm lost.
Let me tell you men Listen to me boys Those things in your pants That you treat as toys You love them more then we ever will. We would rather suck on a cold pickled dill.
I never forget an important date, You just gotta deal with it, I'm usually late. I don't watch movies with lots of gore, Don't need instant replay to remember the score.
I won't lose my hair, I don't get jock itch, And just 'cause I'm assertive, Don't call me a Bitch!
I don't wear the same underwear everyday, The food in my fridge has no sign of decay. Don't burp, don't belch and I certainly don't fart, Ballet, not football, is what I consider an art.
Don't say to your friends, "Oh yeah, I can get her" - In your dreams, my dear, I can do better!
Flowers are okay, But jewelry's best. Would you look at my face, Not at my chest!
I don't have a problem, Expressing my feelings. I know when you're lying, You look at the ceiling.
I know all you men Think that you're "IT" But compared to a woman You just ain't SHIT!
Don't call me a girl, A babe or a chick. I am a WOMAN, Get it, you prick?!
~Unknown
not sure if this is really the right room for it..but it is just for ladies...
