Women only need to understand one thing to make men happy.
He wants something to drink, something to eat, and to see something naked by 7:00 p.m.
Once that is acknowledged, everything else falls into place.
I AM one and still don't understand other women, most likely because my dad was a much bigger influence on me than my mom is.
Been told many times in my life that I "think like a guy," and you know what? I'm good with that. Being led by logic over emotion, being honest at all times, and having integrity over half-assed-edness is no comparison to "Oh, Marie, I LOVE your sweater!" and forty-three seconds later she's asking Samantha if she saw that hideous outfit Marie is wearing today. I don't roll that way.