Many of you know me. I usually find humor in everything—even my health, which is not the greatest. Does it depress me? Not really.
Why?? I’m a man. And what do you expect from such a simple creature?
My last name stays put.
The garage is all mine.
Wedding plans take care of themselves.
Chocolate is just another snack.
I can never get pregnant.
I can wear a white t-shirt to a water park.
I can wear “no” shirt to a water park.
Car mechanics tell me the truth.
The world is my urinal.
I never drive to another gas station restroom because this one is just too icky.
I don’t have to stop and think which way to turn a nut or bolt.
People never stare at my chest when I’m talking to them.
A five-day vacation requires only one suitcase.
My underwear is only $8 for a three-pack.
My hair style stays the same for years—maybe decades.
I only have to shave my face.
I can do my nails with a pocket knife.
Three pairs of shoes are more than enough.
Finally, I can Christmas shop for 25 relatives on December 24—in 25 minutes.
No wonder I’m happy!!!
Vinnie Dolan, Thendara
