now i'm not bitter ,but
Recently a "Husband Super Store" opened where women could go to
>husband from among many men. It was laid out in five floors, with
>increasing in positive attributes as you ascended.
>The only rule was, once you opened the door to any floor, you HAD to
>a man from that floor; if you went up a floor, you couldn't go back
>except to leave the place, never to return.
>A couple of girlfriends went to the shopping centre to find some
>The door had a sign saying, "These men have jobs and love kids." The
>read the sign and said, "Well, that's better than not having a job
>loving kids, but I wonder what's further up?" So up they went.
>The sign read, "These men have high paying jobs, love kids, and are
>extremely good looking." "Hmmm," said the ladies, "But, I wonder
>This sign read, "These men have high paying jobs, are extremely good
>looking, love kids and help with the housework." "Wow," said the
>"Very tempting." But there was another floor, so further up they
>This door had a sign saying "These men have high paying jobs, love
>extremely good looking, help with the housework and have a strong
>streak." "Oh, mercy me," they cried, "Just think what must be
>further on! So up to the fifth floor they went.
>The sign on that door said, "This floor is empty and exists only to
>that women are f ** king impossible to please. The exit is to your
>hope you fall down the stairs."