It seems that whenever I come across it on tv late at night, the episode is one I can relate to my life. Isn't that odd? The show isn't about fairytale relationships and love, although the movie kind of is.
Tonight I saw the end of one about a missed period and I'm currently watching one about Carrie farting in front of her boyfriend. I've seen both of them before.
Carrie freaks out because after farting, she and Mr. Big stop having sex. I think it's for 4 or 5 nights in a row. Then she makes the mistake of going to his place spontaneously going over to his place while he's watching a game. She leaves unsatisfied after he gets annoyed for the distraction. He arrives at her apartment a few days later. "
First, don't interrupt a guy when he's watching an important game. Hell, don't interrupt me when I'm watching hockey. It's really not that hard to understand. I tend to get annoyed with people who ask a lot of questions at hockey games. It's mostly because I figured the game out by myself using my observational skills and I think others should be able to as well.
Second, the fart is a just part of a deeper issue. It's a well known fact in the world of ladies, that we are not allowed to pass gas, burp or possess body hair not on top of our heads. Then there are the women who like to be "free." The ones who don't shave their legs or arm pits and don't really care what men think about it. I'm okay with women like that, but I would never live like that myself. I like having smooth legs and the compliments I get on them. I think it's mortifying to pass gas in front of my friends, let alone a guy. But it's true, it's something we all do.
Our society focuses so much on making us perfect. Women should be "perfect." No gross bodily functions allowed. It's bull, but everyone buys into it at least a little. The point is, I'm not perfect. Wouldn't that be boring?
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