Men never grow up. Men remain children until they die. As the years go by men seemingly become mature. We're mice in a labyrinth. We only want the cheese. We walk around, sniff. We think we're close so we put our hand on her lap. Bzzzzz!!! Electric shock. We're back at the beginning of the labyrinth. Sniffing. This is a dead end. We've been here before. It looks like we're almost there. We almost reach out for the cheese but then we remember we were electrified here. So we find a way around. There - we found the cheese. A moment before we taste it we take a glance at another girl. Bzzzz!!! Electric shock. We have to start the labyrinth again. We know the way by now. We know how to get to the cheese but we didn't get a bite yet. We talk, pretend to be listening, we even compliment about your hairdo. And finally we bite the cheese. The day after, we're back at the beginning of the labyrinth, running to the cheese. We reached the cheese. We know how to bite it. But we didn't call the day after. Bzzzzz!!!! Electric shock.
"- I really gained a lot of weight". "- yeah, you should go on a diet". Bzzzz!!!!
"- Let's get a movie and a bottle of wine and stay home, just the two of us". "- Sure! We'll do that tomorrow. I'm watching football with the guys tonight". Bzzzz!!!!
And so, slowly but surely, we learn the secrets of life. We don't understand it. We don't approve of it. We're more experienced. Not more mature.
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well done! if you wrote this it means that you are more experienced than the other guys, or maybe you get maturity? Becouse most of men don't have a clue how to keep their cheese tasty.
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