Leggo My Dego

I finally figured it out. All this time, I and so many others have sought the answer to make life easier, to make men pick up the laundry and papers that pile on the steps and half wall, to get them to understand the concept of personal want comes second to familial needs, to not be proud because they washed the dinner dishes, to not expect an award for cumming (alone). The answer is not a new man, a different man, a woman. The answer is to be born a man. We've been screwed since the beginning.
Thank you for listening to this afternoon's vent on Leggo My Dego. Where women of Italian/Sicilian heritage and honorary members gather to vent, gloat, and share recipes.