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Frankly, I don't see the need to have more than one wife. I only got one kitchen!
Thank you, thank you; I'm here all week.
Put another log on the fire.
Cook me up some bacon and some beans.
And go out to the car and change the tyre.
Wash my socks and sew my old blue jeans.
Come on, baby, you can fill my pipe,
And then go fetch my slippers.
And boil me up another pot of tea.
Then put another log on the fire, babe,
And come and tell me why you’re leaving me.
Now don’t I let you wash the car on Sunday?
Don’t I warn you when you’re gettin fat?
Ain’t I a-gonna take you fishin’ with me someday?
Well, a man can’t love a woman more than that.
Ain’t I always nice to your kid sister?
Don’t I take her driving every night?
So, sit here at my feet ‘cos I like you when you’re sweet,
And you know it ain’t feminine to fight.
So, put another log on the fire.
Cook me up some bacon and some beans.
Go out to the car and lift it up and change the tyre.
Wash my socks and sew my old blue jeans.
Come on, baby, you can fill my pipe,
And then go fetch my slippers.
And boil me up another pot of tea.
Then put another log on the fire, babe,
And come and tell me why you’re leaving me.
"I would never let a woman kick my a$$. If she tried something, I'd be like, HEY! You get your b**ch a$$ back in the kitchen and make me some pie!"© Eric Cartman
You want to hear it from a real cave man?
...well, nevermind THAT, but the folks who say women are either lookers or cookers must only know Democrat women.
And then they gather the pieces and become cannibals... no, not literally but by vivisectioning the unborn infants in the womb and auctioning off the stem cells and other parts, like you’d part out a car. Gruesome and evil folks, those Soylent Democrats.
Even as primitive as I would have been, *I* have a conscience.