Today sing the sad and horrific deeds of women, who after the so-called restocking (marriage), instead of becoming their muses and nymphs agl'occhi man, turn into the most terrifying mythological monsters ever created before (see Scylla and Charybdis).
First off, the first thing important, but what the hell kind of reason, after the ceremony, the hairdresser already are sitting, still attired in white, long hair cut to get the same long hair .. suffered for years, kept in those summers sultry, edited in those cold winters and wet, what was to be the blueprint for the sumptuous headdress of the union. And then .. ZAN, hair, hair are gone and will never return. And when you ask why the ruin, the unanimous answer is: They are more comfortable! Comfortable but for what? That gave hindrance? What, after the wedding is to cut the budget for the wives balm? And back home, to be noted that the hairdresser, who was forced by the small length had to use the classic narrow brush and rounded (brrrrr thrill), and the first thing is taking off his jacket: Honey, are you there? I have a surprise for you, look ... about me? Imagine that poor man to the vision of the creature that took the place of his beloved. Wide-eyed, sweaty cold hands, skin crawl, with the impetus to flee away, as far from that being forced to foul and say you did something to your hair? Have you changed your glasses? (She never wore glasses in his life). So will the man who does not notice never distracted by anything, this fact has for centuries been the alibi of every husband who wants to avoid divorce and chooses to live a life of careless rather than sincere.
One evening, after repeated, and do not ever take me anywhere, and are always at home, I'm sick, do not love me anymore, etc. .. etc. .., the pious husband, against her sense of shame, he decided to bring the mutant out to dinner. What courage! During the crossing, it happens to cross the street a goddess, in the plateau, ankle skinny jeans, long hair, slight, with curly lock of hair that falls perfectly on the butt end .. and instead of thinking, but at least my poor hubby can feast his eyes and fantasize about things a bit far from his reach, the storm rages, railing against him, against her, against any kind of woman who has the femininity and therefore will be a threat rather than an example.
But look with objective eyes in the mirror right? And with friends the same false, they said: mmmmmmm you look great but this hair ...., You cry, wondering why, not understanding why, not realizing the reason for the betrayal and said ,..." love me! " Yes, he said he loved you, and not your own review horror. But really
marriage is the same: damaged hair, overalls, pail, giabatte De Fonseca plan and wide band, knickers and farewell trick? But really
divorces are on the increase? But why?
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