Ladies, forget philosophy, psychology, psychiatry and gender studies. Forget IQ tests, Briggs Myers and the FFM personality model. In fact, forget it all, even the deep, dead of night heart-to-heart talk. There is only one way to get to know anything about a man’s real personality. The only way to determine what kind of a guy you’re dealing with is to ask him to make four simple choices. And then ask why? The answers will tell you everything you need to know about that particular man. Because every heterosexual man on this planet has already thought about this — a lot — in the most intimate corner of his soul.
Wilma Flintstone or Betty Rubble?

Ginger Grant or Mary Ann Summers?

Veronica Lodge or Betty Cooper?

Daphne Blake or Velma Dinkley?

Here are some examples of what I mean.
Answer: Betty — ‘Cause Wilma is never going to leave Fred.
Analysis: This guy is not all that smart.
Answer: Ginger — Look at her! She’s gorgeous. We’d make the perfect couple.
Analysis: This guy has way too much ego and not very much money ’cause he obviously doesn’t own a mirror.
Answer: Betty — ‘Cause Veronica is such a total bitch.
Analysis: Eventually, I’m going to have to smother this guy in his sleep.
Answer: Daphne — Well, Velma’s kinda dumpy.
Analysis: Asshole!
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But don’t take my word for it. Try it for real! Because this might be the reality.

But at some point, every man in the world sees this.

It is with great sadness that I must announce the death of Common Sense. Even though Common Sense had suffered from a debilitating illness for many years, few, if any of us, realized it was terminal — until it was too late. Early reports say that it was not one massive act of utter Stupidity that killed Common Sense but years of petty Ignorance that simply destroyed Common Sense’s will to live. Common Sense was predeceased by its lifelong partner, Pragmatism, and is survived by its children, Reason and Logic, who have vowed to continue their parents’ work. Our thoughts and prayers are with the family at this time.