Differences? No, really, I hadn’t noticed. Differences. Men and women, different. Well, maybe, I guess. Women are the ones who want a man to be tender and loving and then date hairy, alcoholic bikers. Men are the ones who try to light farts with large-caliber handguns. Naw, we’re not really different. We’re all idiots.
Having thirty four years of marriage behind me I can say what works for us. I rule the roost, she rules the rooster.