"Poop" is a palendrome.

Then again, so is "A man, a plan, a canal: Panama." Of course, without the punctuation. But I just couldn't help myself.

So. It appears that there is this ongoing battle between good and evil. Wait. Let me be more precise. There is an ongoing battle between crazy bitches and assholes. It appears that according to men, all women are insane; and according to women, all men are complete jerks. What I find interesting is that men would never even deign to understand women -- this is something they openly admit. But women? They actually purport to understand men.

Well, it's time for the truth to come out.

I don't get men.

Wait. Let me rephrase that. I don't understand men. Actually getting men is very easy to do if you're willing to let them ejaculate in your vaginal canal. But I digress.

The point here? It's not the "poop" is a palendrome, or that women are crazy (which I admit -- they drive us to it). The point is that I don't think think I'll ever understand men. At all. Feel free to shed some light on this. And if you need clarification, lemme know.

PS - I just felt like writing in color tonight.