Women. They've been a thorn in our testicles ever since the One True God created them out of our manly ribs. They get us kicked out of paradise by eating that fucking apple, and then they have the ovaries to complain when God curses them with menstruation and painful childbirth. Don't do the crime if you can't do the time, ladies.
~6,000 years later on the other side of the Earth, women start to argue that they have rights too - that they are, in fact, human beings, and not just our childbearing, child-raising, maids/nannies. While the idea itself is, to this day, laughable at best, they somehow managed to convince those damned bleeding heart liberal jag-offs in Washington to let them vote in 1920.
Okay, okay. Being allowed to vote probably isn't that big of a deal. It's not like we'll ever have a president with a vagina, right? But then they start running for Congress, and here's where things get messy. Why? Because women have no right to dictate how us men run our lives, our country, and our money. It's as simple as that.
