Men are happier…

Your last name stays put

The garage is all yours.

Wedding plans take care of themselves.

Chocolate is just another snack.

You can be President.

You can never be pregnant.

You can wear a white T-shirt to a water park.

You can wear NO shirt to a water park.

Car mechanics tell you the truth.

The world is your urinal.

You never have to drive to another petrol station toilet because this one is just too dirty.

You don’t have to stop and think of which way to turn a nut on a bolt.

Same work, more pay.

Wrinkles add character.

Wedding dress costs $1500. A Tux rental is only $100.

People never stare at your chest when you’re talking to them.

The occasional well-rendered belch is practically expected.

New shoes don’t cut, blister, or mangle your feet.

You have one mood all the time.

Phone conversations are over in 30 seconds flat.

You know stuff about tanks.

A five-day vacation requires only one suitcase.

You can open all your own jars.

You get extra credit for the slightest act of thoughtfulness.


If someone forgets to invite you, he or she can still be your friend.

Your underwear is $10 for a three-pack.

Three pairs of shoes are more than enough.

You almost never have strap problems in public.

You are unable to see wrinkles in your clothes.

Everything on your face stays its original colour.

The same hairstyle lasts for years, maybe decades.

You only have to shave your face and neck.

You can play with toys all your life.

Your belly usually hides your big hips.

You need only one wallet and one pair of shoes.

You want only one colour for all seasons.

You can wear shorts no matter how your legs look!

You can “do” your nails with a penknife.

You have freedom of choice concerning growing a moustache.

You can do Christmas shopping for 25 relatives on December 24 in 25
minutes.

You don’t freak out when you go to a party and see another
man wearing the same shirt, instead you become buddies.

No WONDER men are happier…

Daniël spends his time adding unnecessary umlauts on vowels and customizing cars. He resides in the Netherlands, but will certainly kick the ass of anyone who asks him about tulips, windmills or wooden shoes.