A woman I was dating about nine months ago made me sit down and watch Fried Green Tomatoes. I had never seen it before and I might have been the only guy on the planet that had never been forced to sit down and watch that movie. I would have to question the manhood of any guy who wanted to watch that movie on his own. Fried Green Tomatoes was your basic tear jerking, chick flick that revolved around a hair salon in a small town.
Now that I am dating a hair stylist, I have come to realize that there is more drama that goes on inside these places than should be allowed by law. It is usually only women that work there and that is a recipe for disaster. Put a few women inside an enclosed space like a hair salon and it gets more catty than the cat habitat at the local zoo. I know more about these other women than I ever really wanted to. I know more about their relationships, they come to me for advice (who am I? Dr. Phil), and they all want to hang out with me.
I offered to dole out some spankings when the other women needed it but that idea was quickly frowned upon and I was told how disgusting I was. In my defense, I do give good spankings.
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