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Men are like waffles. Women are like spaghetti.
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Why is there a book for pleasing a man? It’s pretty damn simple.
Man like to be smothered? Woman like to be forked?
Roses are red, do not kiss your cousin…
“‘100 Ways to Please Your Man’ by some lady. Come on, man. Ain’t no 100 ways. That list is four things long.”
– Chappelle
Wow they both look so happy, I’ll be sure to pick up a copy.
I thought men are like sausages and women are like bacon
Damn, that is almost good advertising in the sense that it’s now going to haunt me that I don’t know how I am like spaghetti.
Is it just 52 pictures of boobs? Lol almost 20 years and he still looks awe struck every time he’s sees them!
Women are like spaghetti… they are straight until they get wet.
Men have a predictable pattern while women can take any form?
I just judged this book by its cover.
Men are like waffles because you can pour syrup on them before you cut them up.
Women are like spaghetti because they get soft when you boil them.
Sir this is a Wendy’s.
Ih Jesus I use to have a highschool English teacher that would tell us this as if it was profound life advice.
“Now fellas, in your brain you have all these little boxes”
“Now ladies, you’re much better at flowing, interconnecting…”
It was so dumb lol
I’m guessing it means that men compartmentalize and women mix everything together?
There may be 52 ways to wow your husband, there are only 50 ways to leave your lover
Men need their crevices filled with something sticky and women are straight until you get them wet.
Men leave a sticky residue on your face and women leave red stains everywhere?
I am a big sexy Belgian waffle 🧇 seeking my curvy tagliatelle 🍝🥵🥵🥵
It is true what they say, waffles are from Omicron Persei 7, spaghetti is from Omicron Persei 9
I hate to paraphrase genius, but Bill Burr has a bit that is, in effect:
“Every issue of every women’s magazine always has all these articles that are like “How to Please Your Man”, written by Some Woman. It’s like me writing a book called “The Third Tri-mester and What To Expect”.
I don’t understand how this person imagines waffles and spaghetti fit together, all I know is that I’m now afraid to go to any event they cater
If you’re reading a book about how to please your husband instead of just asking, you’re already losing.
Good God I hate this crap. We’re all just people. If you don’t know what he likes ASK HIM. Try talking to each other instead of buying into the idea men and women are alien to each other.
“honey we have to talk, I’ve been seeing someone else”
“WHO TOUCH-A MY SPAGHETT!?”
Time flies like an arrow. Fruit flies like a banana.