What’s a male fairy tale? (A philosophical view)
Once upon a time, a Prince asked a beautiful Princess, “Will you marry me ?”
The Princess immediately said, “No!” And the Prince lived happily ever after, and rode motorcycles and dated thin, long-legged, full-breasted women, and hunted and fished and raced cars, and went to titty bars and dated ladies half his age and drank whiskey, beer, and Captain Morgan, and never heard bitching and never paid child support or alimony, and dated cheerleaders and kept his house and guns, and ate spam and potato chips and beans, and blew enormous farts, and never got cheated on while he was at work, and all his friends and family thought he was flipping cool as hell, and he had tons of money in the bank, and always left the toilet seat up without umbrage in the home.
Now that’s a male fairy tale!!!