Riddle Me These

I find these funny (funny-strange and/or funny-haha). Comments welcome.

Women go to the washroom in packs. (This may very well be proof enough—I may be male.)

People’s sensitivity chips conk out when they feel they have to comment on your appearance. The greeting I hate the most: Tumataba ka…!?

Tipsy people when going to the washroom to pee do the I-can-walk walk.

The Philippines will be run by President Noli De Castro, Vice President Bong Revilla, Jr. or Vilma Santos or JV Ejercito, and most of my countrymen will be so happy about the case and that the sector who will be vehemently against the mere thought won’t be voting at all.

You can liken watching drunks to watching Bambi learning how to walk, or stand up.

Every driver on a highway is convinced that every other driver on that same highway is an idiot.

All subordinates reporting to lenient supervisors are aggressive whiners.

Cats don’t turn their heads around when you call their name. Just like teenagers.
Everybody condescendingly understands-and-is-annoyed-by-people who use the following excuse: I’m in love. (How can you argue with that?)

There are situations in life wherein scratching/shaking your head is the only way to pacify yourself. There are people who illicit this exact same reaction from others as well.
Most irate customers are stupid.

For every couple in a relationship, the man’s job is to be the headache, and the woman has to do the incessant nit-picking. I’m amazed at how some marriages even work.

Life has a natural way of making couples adapt to their marriages. We lose our sense of hearing so we could block out the nagging and all the noise the other makes, and in turn, the others become forgetful.

As women grow older, life leaves them with harsher perspectives of younger women. (The war is on between the teenagers, the twenty-somethings, and the thirty-somethings!)

The number one rule in suburban competition: It’s never a test of skills, but of who wants it more.