I once slid a large rock across an entire frozen lake. Please, contain your admiration
Living the dream…
Surely women also love seeing large rocks fall into a lake from great height, right? This has to be just a human love.
I know I do.
I’m mostly ambivalent about it really.
Edit: am woman, still human though
still human though Sounds sus.
Women love throwing paper airplanes, when it glides perfectly on the first try
I like both. Does that make me non-binary?
Yes, now go buy the plush shark from Ikea.
Finding a nice stick
Digging a hole
Watching someone dig a hole. Or standing by the side of a hole that was just dug and commenting about the hole. Or watching construction work in a previously dug hole.
We seem to just like holes. We are simple creatures.
Saw the comment and was going to post this exact thing lol
If there is a fire it must be bothered. It must be prodded several times and sticks need adding to it. The fire cannot be trusted not take care of itself.
This mostly applies to other people’s fires. My fires mostly collapse in on themselves gracefully and I might take offense at anyone prodding it before it’s ready.
“I’m making a comic about stereotypical man, but I don’t know any man”
Must be a good read.
Bringing in all the groceries in one trip.
Although… that’s a lot easier now-a-days.
I remember grocery shopping as a kid filling the cart completely full and when we went through the register it was over $100 and my mom was going jeez that’s a lot of money for a lot of food. It took 3 people several trips to unload the car.
Today I go through the self checkout, get a few frozen meals, some store brand cookies, and a case of cheap beer for $80. I can carry the two bags and beer with one hand.
Just a note here, I bet your mom wasn’t buying “dinners,” she was buying “ingredients.” Ingredients take up a lot more space in the cart per dollar spent. Sometimes that’s because you pay a premium for prepared foods, (flour vs cookies) and sometimes it’s because there’s inherent waste, like onion skins, and both ends of that head of celery, and the bones of the whole chicken, and the stem, seeds, and vacant space inside a bell pepper. Also, not judging the beer, but in my childhood Dad bought all the alcoholic beverages from the liquor store in a separate trip. So it wouldn’t have been in the grocery bags, nor on that receipt.
Inflation is real. But it’s important to:
A. Make accurate comparisons
B. Value the work that went into turning those ingredients into dinners.
You have extra carrying capacity now because your wallet got lighter.
Pissing from great heights is a wonderful, wonderful feeling.
JA’LOJA!!!
Always on the Bortus side of life
Doesn’t know any men in real life? Does she live in a nunnery?
I think this is a tongue-in-cheek jab at the very real issue of men who try to write women who literally don’t have any women in their lives except possibly their mothers.
That’s reading a lot into the post. Her profile says she’s a feminist cartoonist. This is standard virtue signaling. She is such a great feminist, against the patriarchy, she doesn’t know a single one. You still know you’re father, brother, male coworkers? You’re not on her level.
