Women are like apples on trees. The best ones are at the top of the tree. Most men don't want to reach for the good ones because they are afraid of falling and getting hurt. Instead, they sometimes take the apples from the ground that aren't as good, but easy. The apples at the top think something is wrong with them, when in reality, they're amazing. They just have to wait for the right man to come along, the one who is brave enough to climb all the way to the top of the tree.
Share this with women who are good apples, even those who have already been picked!
Now Men.... Men are like a fine wine. They begin as grapes, and it's up to women to stomp the shit out of them until they turn into something acceptable to have dinner with.
Author's note: I, of course, did not come up with this fantastic comparison. This is what I came across while going through some of the usually untouched folders in my computer. Now, trust me, I have no idea how it ended up in my documents in the first place. I'm no feminist (I know some people (well, atleast there's one I'm pretty sure of) who would disagree to this, but we'll deal with them later) and I do not work for Women's lib; neither am I a misandrist. I found it pretty amusing and wondered how people (yes, men and women alike) would react to it. I'm sure everyone might have something to say to this. Would love to see your comments...
