Some of you men are really going out sad.
“Oh I can’t leave the house until I’ve finished clearing the leaves on the lawn, I don’t want my wife yelling at me. ”
“Oh I have to be home by 9pm otherwise my wife will start to worry/get suspicious.”
“Oh I better let my wife know how much I’m spending tonight. She says we’re on a budget.”
“My wife is better at handling money than me. She lets me have an allowance.”
I wish I was making this up. These henpecked eunuchs are literally scared their wife will bytch slap the moment they tip toe in the house, one minute after their curfew.
How can you live an existence as a “man” like this?