Begining

And it drove us to extinction, for the men were so transfixed by the women and their hastily-formed knitting circle that a severe process of emasculation soon spread to the men. The men now wore pink bonnets and began speaking in a [i]cartoony [/i] way and prancing about like fairies. Any thoughts of procreation were met by self-heckling and castration became a salient point on the agenda for survival. Soon, the men were marching and their wrists were fluttering like dainty butterflies. There was some talk of delicately prepared food and soon all the men were in the kitchen talking about condiments and drinking tea from bone-china cups insisting that the little finger was crooked. Naturally, the women died of laughter and the men withered away from their own emasculated shame. The End.