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Men are known to be quite quickly in bath. There’s not much to do for them when there’s no radio on or no newspaper to study. They do fun on women as they these tend to spend more than 10 minutes with pimping themselves up. What for?

There’s no need for men to use the bathroom as a working place the way they use garages for their cars. Cars are for pimping. Not male bodies.

That’s why in a man’s world the bathroom is man’s place to rest. To be alone. To concentrate. To do some philosophy.

And any little disturbance is a pain in the …

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Having friends is one of the finest things a man can have. You can have victories, but those need to be celebrated with friends to become real victories. Sometimes you need a friend just to remind you of celebrating life:

Party on, Garth! - Party on, Wayne!

There’s a vitality in having and being a friend that’s very much different from just knowing people.

On the other hand: Friends accept your strangest characteristics. Friends do see your inner nature even when your life seems to be a mess to yourself.

That’s what friends are for.

Friends.

NOT followers:

Some people are quite attentive what goes on in their environment. This is a fine behaviour whenever you’re in need of someone to recognize you’re feeling bad or you’re want to utter something important. But getting too used to that kind of behaviour can make a freak out of you. Sometimes you should special things better let go. There’s no win in observing them over a longer period of time. And it’s not worth telling:

[engl. Thin walls within this hotel: Someone just farted next door. Haven't heard it, but I can smell it. #semipermeable]

But pr_ip is not the only one to register farts nearby. And it’s not only humans that farts are worth talking about. There’s an Office Chair informing twitter about the outcome of its seaters: