Why Men Exist
I figured out exactly why it is men exist this morning. Remember how my town has this law that requires me to move my car at least one car length or get a ticket? Well, it’s Friday and it’s time for us to move our cars to avoid any ticket. Wifey decides to take it upon herself to move the cars on her own. That’s awful nice of her, right?
At 6:45am, she wakes me up and says that the truck key is stuck in the ignition (note, Wifey doesn’t what an ignition is, so I’ve used that term for the ease of my male readers. Women, the ignition is the thingy that you stick the key in before you turn the key and make car go). Let’s back up for a moment. Last Fall, I had to get the starter replaced in the truck after the key got stuck in the ignition (again, Ladies, the thingy that makes car go when turned with key in it) and could not move at all in any direction; that was quite a pain in the ass. The thought of getting another starter in my car, and the new set of keys that comes with it, is something that I don’t want to think about. So, I angrily get up out of bed and go outside to the truck.
What happens when I get in the truck? I turn the key forward, press the little button, turn the key back, and pull it out (heh, heh). Yep, the key jumps right out of the ingnition. I don’t have to jerk it around, I don’t have to curse at it, yell at it, or plead with it to get it out of the ignition (again, the ignition makes car go when key is in it and turned. The proper term is “thingy”).
And this is why men exist. Men exist to do simple things like get a key out of an ignition. You would think that women are capable of such things, after all, they are not remotely complicated and only involving turns forward and backwards, but they are not. No, women are just not capable of making car go. As long as simple things, like turning a key while pressing a button, are required to get keys out of ignitions, men will need to exist. Until then, women will just have to have hot, lesbian action on the side with men nearby to turn their keys.




