… and women are from Venus, or so they say. No wonder that they always end up going their own separate ways, as if following invisible parallel lines.
And you know what? As much as I’d like to travel to Mars, I’d much rather stay right here on Venus. And if any Martians want to come and visit, they’d better learn Venusian or else just fuck off and go back home.
There, I said it. I am so damn tired of having to spell it out for you. Either you get it, or you don’t. And I guess you don’t. :-/