Women and the Butterfly Thing.

I’ve been noticing lately how some women go through a metamorphosis between their late teens and their early thirties. They transition from being adorably pretty to knee-bendingly beautiful. And then, all of a sudden, they lose their teeth and start hitting their husbands with the biggest saucepan in the house because it really doesn’t matter any more.

This is not a theory. This is an observation. Resistance is useless. I’m trying to get drunk but it isn’t working yet.