“When you look another man in the eye it means one of two things.”
He waited for a reply.
I was ready with the answer.
“I want to fuck you or I want to kill you,” I said. Everyone turned to look at me.
“Exactly,” said Paul. “I want to fuck you or I want to kill you.”
Oh tis such a cheery thing, to be a male. So … interesting, so complex, multi-layered …
Not. Oh God so not.
link: Self-Made Man: One Woman’s Journey into Manhood and Back by Nora Vincent
