A female reader and commenter ,Amy
George sent this to me..She said her
dad told her brother these wise words
and every guy out there needs to read
this ..I agree especially no 5 and 6 lol
1.My son, if you keep spending on a
woman and she never asked you if
you’re saving or investing, and she
keeps enjoying the attention, don’t
marry her.
2. My son, a woman could be a good wife
to you, some could be a good mother to
your children but if you’ve found a
woman like a mother to you, your
children and your family, please don’t let
her go.
3. My son, don’t confine the position of
your wife to the kitchen, where did you
get that from? Even in our days, we had
farm-lands where they worked every
morning . . . that was our office.
4. My son, if I tell you that you’re the
head of the house, don’t look at your
pocket; look if you will see a smile on
your wife’s face.
5. My son, if you want to have a long life,
let your wife be in-charge of your
salary, it will be difficult for her to spend
it when she’s aware of the home needs
and bills to pay but if it’s in your care,
she will keep you asking even when all
has been spent.
6. My son, don’t ever beat your woman,
the pain in her body is nothing to be
compared to the wound on her heart and
that means you may be in trouble living
with a wounded woman.
7. My son, now that you’re married, if
you live a bachelor kind of life with your
wife, you will soon be single again.
8. My son, in our days, we had many
wives and many children because of our
large farm-lands and many harvests,
there are hardly any land for farming
anymore, so embrace your woman
closely.
9. My son, under the cocoa tree that I
did meet your mother could be your
eateries and restaurants of nowadays,
but remember, the closet thing we did
there was to embrace each other.
10. My son, don’t be carried away when
you start making more money, instead of
spending on those tiny legs that never
knew how hard you worked to get it,
spend it on that woman that stood by
you all along.
11. My son, when I threw little stones or
whistled at the window of your mother
father’s house, to call her out, it was not
for s*x, i was because I missed her so
much.
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