The Princess and the Toad

I know every girl dreams of being a princess. She wants to rescued by her knight in shining armour. She wants him to give her a rose on bended knee. Then she wants a fancy white, garden marriage raining with confetti and flowers.

You see, this group of women are stuck in a make believe world of surrealism and unrealistic idealism. Not until later in life do they realize that they can never find Mr. Perfect. Then they have to settle for bald, incompetent, stupid, desperate and miserly males. Too bad. Not every woman has the capability to stay single for life. And even if they say they do (as a brave front/inability to deal with pragmatism sometimes), they often realize how much more fulfilling life would be with someone to share it with. Say what you want, say you don’t want to get married, say you’d never marry someone you don’t love. Well, I say that is complete bollocks. If you have to compromise to get your ideal man, well do it when you’re young and your assets aren’t saggy. The older you get, the more stubborn you become and your life grows sadder steadily. Wisdom is the root of all sorrow. Get the man you want when you’re young and hold on to him. When work and other commitments kick in, it will no longer be so easy. The stress and toil of everyday life will only make you more haggard. Needless to say, you will be a lot less marketable. The truth stings doesn’t? Well, snap back to reality.

Sometimes, women can and should be disciplined. After all, the man is head of the household. I don’t mean you cane her and scream at her as would do for your kids, but if you discipline in love, that’s fine and quite necessary. It doesn’t need to be a harsh word. It can simply be a gentle reminder or a firm chiding. Sometimes women need a jolt. If you let the prima donna in them overpower their better self, they become uncompromising and a nuisance. Bear in mind that not all women are considerate and most don’t really try anyway. They just pout and take the easy route out which is understandable once you get used to it I guess. The few angels that exist should be cherished.

This is the real story:









The princess sees a toad on a rock and lifts him up. Yes, he may be ugly but he has those lovely coppery eyes. When he speaks, he croaks. Nevertheless, she keeps him and accepts him for who he is. Over time, the toad becomes a strong, young man and one fine day, he dons his shining armour, and on bended knee proposes to his princess.

Let me explain. Rather than looking at the flaws of a man, instead, look at his good points. (i.e. the coppery eyes) I do believe that there is a shred of goodness in every human being. Even though the initial man might lack confidence, or be bereft of certain qualities, he is by no means YOUR finished article. You need to refine and polish each other by experiencing hardship and constantly testing your love. If its all about sex/lovey dovey, there is a high chance that when trouble comes, you’ll both scram in no time. Soon, when you both learn to accept each other for what you are and not you wish you were, he will really become your prince and you, his princess. Now, this is how things work.

So quit looking for that elusive pilot/swimmer/doctor/man with a chipped tooth whatever. Because when you give too much of yourself, it will blow up in your face. Never make the mistake of loving a man more than he loves you, because he will take advantage and move on in time to come. After sex, there is nothing else. Absolutely nothing. Men are not that stupid, they fuck and leave. YOU WOMEN suffer. If the world still looks like a bed of roses to you, its time you fall onto some thorns. Go prick yourself. Better sooner than later. Better now than never. Better a decent man than no man.