PMS’ing realization:

I would love it if Mother Nature decided to hurl feminine that-time-of-the-month pain on men - all men, on this planet - just once.

Just one time.

I’d love to watch them deal with it. Wreath in it.

That’d be nice.

That’d be fun.

And then I’d like to see if they’d ever make another fucking joke about it.

Answer: THEY FUCKING WOULDN’T.