I've just been watching Chris hanging our " unmentionables" on the clothes horse in front of the bedroom window
I couldn't imagine sharing a home with a woman
Women's habits are a complete mystery to me
I have just been mentally listing the positives of sharing your life with a man
Sharing underwear : ( only applicable if you roughly the same size)
Not getting upset when the toilet seat is constantly " up"
Not having your best razor nicked for the occasional emergency leg shave
Not having to sit through Eastenders or Coronation Street twice weekly,
Not having Sandra from down the road sobbing at the kitchen table after her boyfriend dumped her for that cheap slag who works in Tesco's
Not getting too upset when farts are unleashed under the duvet
The slightly embarrassed look on someone's face when they automatically assume that " Chris" is a girl's name.
No hormonal incidents
Not having to buy embarrassing feminine articles during the weekly shop,
Having a perfect understanding that reading on the toilet is an acceptable practice
and not getting freaked out at the sight of the odd skid mark!