The Tissue Theory

Having options in all facets of life is pleasing; articles of contentment. Speaking to a friend today on the topic of the feminine potentials presenting themselves in these budding days of spring, he presented to me his "tissue theory". Take heed: this particular individual is involved in a serious relationship, is not nor ever was a player, sorry guy, but the validity and illustrative quality of the theory is nonetheless present.

"Girls are like tissues man. Use them once, and throw them away." He said.

Feeling a twinge of distaste at the statement, I consider, and present the question to a female acquantance, also on the scene. She smiles, a wry look spreading over her face as she glances to the left and down.

"Sure, I don't see a problem with it, as long as they get wet in the process." She said.

Such tasty dialogue is a treat not often found amidst otherwise common conversational fare, and experiencing the growing nastiness of some women, to me, is taboo, but nonetheless I encourage it. The tissue theory does present some insight into the minds of a niche demographic of misogynistic men, but given that it came from a hankerchief kind of guy, is to be taken with a grain of salt.