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Ceci est un texte d'un des forums que j'ai ou principalement on parle d'un autre sujet mais nous avons une section ou tous le monde psot leurs idées, pensée etc...
m'excuse je ne sais plus qui ici parle parfaitement l'anglais, je le parle, mais peut etre pas assez pour traduire le texte parfaitement en gardant tout le cote humoristique donc si kkun se sent d'en faire un rapide traduction !!! j'ai tellement rigolé que je voulais vous en faire profiter :)

Why Women are Crabby

We started to "bud" in our blouses at 9 or 10 years old only to find that anything that came in contact with those tender, blooming buds hurt so bad it brought us to tears. So came the ridiculously uncomfortable training bra contraption that the boys in school would snap until we had calluses on our backs.

Next, we get our periods in our early to mid-teens (or sooner). Along with those budding boobs, we bloated, we cramped, we got the hormone crankies, had to wear little mattresses between our legs or insert tubular, packed cotton rods in places we didn't even know we had..

Our next little rite of passage (premarital or not) was having sex for the first time which was about as much fun as having a ramrod push your uterus through your nostrils (IF he did it right and didn't end up with his little cart before his horse), leaving us to wonder what all the fuss was about.

Then it' was off to Motherhood where we learned to live on dry crackers and water for a few months so we didn't spend the entire day leaning over Brother John. Of course, amazing creatures that we are (and we are), we learned to live with the growing little angels inside us steadily kicking our innards night and day making us wonder if we were preparing to have Rosemary's Baby.

Our once flat bellies looked like we swallowed a watermelon whole and we pee'd our pants every time we sneezed. When the big moment arrived, the dam in our blessed Nether Regions invariably burst right in the middle of the mall and we had to waddle, with our big cartoon feet, moaning in pain all the way to the ER.

Then it was huff and puff and beg to die while the OB says, "Please stop screaming, Mrs. Hearmeroar. Calm down and push Just one more good push (more like 10)," warranting a strong, well-deserved impulse to punch the ***** (and hubby) square in the nose for making us cram a wiggling, mushroom-headed 10lb bowling ball through a keyhole.

After that, it was time to raise those angels only to find that when all that "cute" wears off, the beautiful little darlings morphed into walking, jabbering, wet, gooey, snot-blowing, life-sucking little poop machines.

Then come their teen years. Need I say more?

When the kids are almost grown, we women hit our voracious sexual prime in our early 40's - while hubby had his somewhere around his 18th birthday.

So we progress into the grand finale! : "The Menopause," the Grandmother of all womanhood. It's either take HRT and chance cancer in those now seasoned "buds" or the aforementioned Nether Regions, or, sweat like a hog in July, wash your sheets and pillowcases daily and bite the head off anything that moves.

Now, you ask WHY women seem to be more spiteful than men when men get off so easy INCLUDING the icing on life's cake: Being able to pee in the woods without soaking their socks...

So, while I love being a woman, "Womanhood" would make the Great Gandhi a tad crabby. Women are the "weaker sex"? Yeah right.
Bite me.

u forgot that: beside all this, we are working, have a bit of social life, enduring the opposite sex's jokes about ours, and getting criticazing to be a woman for a high responsability job, where, once we got lucky enough to get in, we have to live with everything in the same time (previously mentioned by Kida), look good and smile if possible, after what at evening, pick up kids, getting home, make dinner while checking kid's homeworks and ironing with the left feet. Listening totaly in love, with the right ear (the left one is busy to listen if it's time to go calm kids because there is one almost dead, or if we can let them fight a bit longer) our hubbies telling us about the hard and long work-day ;) (no offense to all hubbies and other rangers, paladink, gnomes etc... :P) hopefully not all hubbies are like this, and there is some wich not saying that the long work day was hard, those admit it was "fine" :P

Enjoy !