My son 4 years. We play chess with him. He’s playing pretty hard, but I’m losing. It is psychotic about that. Yesterday, the psychoanalyst said he would not play anymore.
“Let me walk with my left hand?” I was pleased. – I am pleased. I agreed. The naive fool.
Last night was difficult for one forum. Where the supporters of the assignment to the female professions of various feminists sit tirelessly.
One of them said, as a veterinarian, I will never be. I love animals like my mother. I’m going to be a veterinarian. Or the zoology. Only so.
I became curious. I ask, what is the difference?
In many ways, he answers, but if you don’t understand the idea of complete equality, then you’re either a sexist with a prejudiced mindset, or you’re just stupid like a puppy.
Then I write to her, express yourself correctly.
I don’t understand, he responds.
Well, since you are for total equality, why offend someone in this way? It would be fair to give all living beings gender-appropriate names.
Let it be a corner. Cucumber and Cucumber too. And also touch, bed, turtles and turtles. Drunk again. Ullit, white, laurel, butterfly, pandas, zebras and panther.
And again, I apologize, the flies, the frogs and the antilopagus.
Here, the future zoologist for some reason, switching to a language more suitable for public services workers than representatives of her noble profession. Moreover, insulting, she called me exclusively feminists - a pascua, a creature and a fall.
On the paddle, I was already offended and, disconnected, went to cry in the pillow.
by robertyumen