The Cure for Boredom is Curiosity.

Because we can all relate.

A Poem for Girls
I shave my legs,
I sit down to pee,
And I can justify any shopping spree.
Don't go to a barber, but a beauty salon.
I can get a massage without a hard-on.
I can balance the checkbook,
I can pump my own gas.
Can talk to my friends about the size of my ass.
My beauty's a masterpiece and yes, it takes long.
At least I can admit to others when I am wrong.
I don't drive in circles, at any cost.
And I don't have a problem admitting I'm lost.
I never forget an important date.
You just gotta deal with it, I'm usually late.
I don't watch movies with lots of gore.
Don't need instant replay to remember the score.
I won't lose my hair, I don't get jock itch.
And just cause I'm assertive, Don't call me a bitch.
Don't say to your friends, Oh yeah, I can get her.
In your dreams, my dear, I can do better!
Flowers are okay,
But jewelry's best.
Look at me you idiot...
Not at my chest.
I don't have a problem,
With expressing my feelings.
I know when you're lying,
You look at the ceiling.
Don’t call me a girl,
a babe or a chick.
I am a WOMAN.
Get it?, you dick?

I can't give credit to whomever wrote this lovely poem. I can only thank my friend who passed it on to me.