I want to tell you a funny tale .About a figment of thought, a died of a theory ,some foolish notion that I understood women.

Being married for decade I thought nothing could go wrong.I thought my repore with her was strong but,it was not.

Soon she divorced me said,”that I am having  a affair”

clearly I said,”I am not my dear for who’s beauty could equal yours?”

Anyway ,she signed the divorce papers and afterwards so did I

Interesting that after three months she got engaged .

I felt stabbed in the heart

almost barren

so I decided to take a dare

and exiled myself from Mississippi

move on ward to Tennessee

after four years and being single

I still can’t figure women out

time has seemed to look away

saying,”there is no time for me.”

No women sadly I do not look like Johnny Depp,Brad Pitt,or,any others of those likes

but,I have described myself as one of those mythical southern gentlemen.

heaven knows though like the myths 

women do not respond well with “nice guys”often going for the others,

detrimental players,worthless ruffians ,or,assholes as normally people call them

I still can’t figure out this one woman that was with me at 23

a long ,long, time ago

that hated my convertable sports car but,wanted me to get a Harley ?