Several BBQ's attended and it is obvious that the blokes are losing it. It's bad enough that some women now have kids without the services of a father and the use of a turkey baster. If we don't buck up we will become total eunuchs. The routine is thus:-
The Man volunteers to do the cooking for a BBQ which sets in motion a chain of events.
1. The woman buys the food.
2. the woman makes the salad, prepares the vegetables and makes dessert.
3. the woman prepares the meat for cooking, places it on a tray along with the necessry cooking utensils and sauces and takes it to the man, who is standing alongside the grill - beer in hand.
Important:
4. The Man places the meat on the grill. I repeat. The man places the meat on the grill.
Some more Important Stuff:
5. The woman goes inside to roganise the plates and cutlery.
6. The woman comes out to tell the man that the meat is burning. He thanks her and asks if she will bring another beer while he deals with the situation.
Yes, more Important Stuff:
7. The man takes the meat off the grill and hands it to the woman.
and again:
8. The woman prepares the plates, salad, bread, utensils, napkins, sauces etc. and brings them to the table.
9. After eating, the woman clears the table and does the dishes.
Then comes the most Important Stuff:
10. Everyone praises and thanks the man for his cooking efforts and remark upon the superior tasting victuals he has produced.
11. The man asks the woman how she enjoyed her night off. Upon seeing her annoyed reaction he can only reach one conclusion.....there's just no pleasing some women.
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