Thursday, March 21, 2002

:: A Guy's Opinion ::
hmmm... a little something that i chanced upon while surfing... take a read...

"Anywho, I'd like to talk to you, today, about Maxi Pads and my extremely ignorant vision of the way Maxi Pads, along with underwear in general, are treated, as far as women are concerned. Now, first of all, I don't see them as Maxi Pads. I see them as diapers for your diapers, because, when I think about it, that's all they are. When you look at the progression of a human being, you quickly see that your diapers can define life's stages.

For a couple years, until you completely master the art of walking and "holding it in", you wear training diapers; durable, disposable, heavily padded pubic coverings. When the time is right, you upgrade to "underwear"; a euphemistic term for "diapers minus padding". During this time period, both males and females live harmoniously for several years, by using the same accessories. Of course, the gender line is separated with various differences in color and print, but at the essence of "Diaper Evolution", males and females use the same crotch equipment. That is, until both genders reach double digits in age units. That's when things get complicated. I call this period (excuse the pun), the "Red era" - that nether-region in time and space, where a gigantic macro-chasm forms between the boy diaper-wearers, and the girl diaper-wearers.

In the "Red Era", boys gain the choice of either wearing their unpadded diapers, or boxer shorts. Girls, on the other hand, either choose softer diapers, or no diapers - but either way, they're restricted to two diapers on a sometimes irregular monthly basis. This, my friends, is a turning point, and the point where I begin to question logic, on the part of the diaper naysayers.

You see, I've noticed that life, essentially, is a series of diapers, and that no matter which way we slice the Pampers Pie, we live, breathe and do our sinful business in and around the convenience of our 100% Pure Cotton genital shields. A lot of guys out there can't appreciate the fact that the wo-MAN deals with a significantly larger amount of sanitation duty. Think about it. They spend their teens making sure the "extra" diaper is properly aligned, they eventually get married, succumb to some ridiculous gender roles, and end up doing laundry for some careless dude who can't wipe his ass properly. On top of that, they end up back where they started by the time they reach their 80's: sharing a box of durable, disposable, heavily padded pubic coverings with the males.
If you ask me, girls deserve a hand for all the shit they have to go through, with this underwear business."

hahaha... something to think about, aye?