Portrait of a man with a large moustache (Photo credit: Australian National Maritime Museum on The Commons)
I’ve seen variations of this in several places, so I pulled the best ones together.
Why it’s good to be a man:
* You don’t have to change your last name.
* The garage is all yours.
* Wedding plans take care of themselves.
* You can never be pregnant.
* Chocolate is just another snack.
* You can open all your own jars.
* You don’t have to stop and think of which way to turn a nut on a bolt.
* Car mechanics tell you the truth.
* Your underwear is £10 for a three-pack.
* You never have strap problems in public.
* People never stare at your chest when you’re talking to them.
* New shoes don’t cut, blister, or mangle your feet.
* You can do your nails with a pocket knife.
* Three pairs of shoes are more than enough.
* You are unable to see wrinkles in your clothes.
* Everything on your face stays its original colour.
* You have freedom of choice concerning growing a moustache.
* You get extra credit for the slightest act of thoughtfulness.
* You can do Christmas shopping for thirty relatives on December 24 in 25 minutes.
The Laughing Housewife 
I definitely want to reincarnate as a man. 😉
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My fav…and new to me…thought I’d seen all the lists .. sigh…
“You can do your nails with a pocket knife.”
Thanks,
Siggi in Downeast Maine
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hahahaha – so true (you could add – can grow a beard to hide the wrinkles and double chin) – my hubby has been known to do a pedicure with a pen knife type implement – oh Lordy, give me strength!
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Mine uses scissors to clean his nails. Yuk!
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More like 5 minutes if you are like my husband — I have the thankless job of being in charge of xmas gifts so he only has to get me a gift certificate on his way home.
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Well that sucks! That means that you actually choose your own gift, as well.
I can’t return your visit, I’m afraid, because there’s no blog address.
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Very good and very true,except the forth from the bottom..my Neville’s face has changed a lot since I married him, it’s got sorta old and wrinkled…I wonder what the reason could be? (Do not answer that one)
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Biting my tongue! Biting my tongue!
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Very VERY good, but I still want to be a woman.
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Tomorrow I hope to see the equivalent about the female of the species! I didn’t understand the line: “* Everything on your face stays its original colour.” Jock’s beard was black and now it’s white! Whereas my face is the colour it’s always been, give or take a few freckles in the summer. Whas summer do I hear you ask?
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Sorry – thanks to jiggling boxes and go-slow commenting, , What became whas.
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You having WP problems? That’s not usual, is it? 😉
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it’s only with commenting 😀
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Re your first point: consider it done!
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I have to disagree with the “three pairs of shoes” point – mine has more pairs than Imelda Marcos
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Freak! 😀
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I do occasionally have to repeat, “righty-tighty, lefty-loosey…” My man card is definitely in danger.
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And you are a brave man to make that admission 😀
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Love this 🙂
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Hmmm….I am a woman but no one stares at my chest.
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I have a similar problem…or lack of problem 🙂
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Seen this before, but I still get a kick out of it!
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So true, so true!
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I think my chest has fallen out of view! 😆
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