Married Men: Lifes' Shitty Fisher

The Problem

Okay, so I'm ?? year's old now (hey, if you want to know 'Put A Ring On It'), and most of my friends are married or on their way to wedded bliss. With this new demographic in my social circle I have unwarrantably gained a new pest in my life known as the Married Man.

There is nothing more pathetic and desperate than a man who is married, but for some reason isn't satisfied that one woman thought enough of his ass to marry him; but now he has to make it his mission to have every woman in his life co-sign his wife's attraction.
*ROLLING EYES*
Seriously, its takes me breathing exercises and a call to my therapist just to hold a 5 min. conversation with my mother, without having to worry about some grown ass man having anxiety attacks over his own sexual prowess.

I'm a single woman, there are enough men out there who won't get into a productive relationship with me, for me to stop for some dude who not only can't commit to me but is possibly going to get me in a slap-match if his wife finds out we are playing with FIRE.

I have one friend in particular (even though I'm sure this could apply to several male friends of mine who read this blog), this guy is a real nut job when it comes to his lust for what I call FWM (Flirting While Married). I can't bring any of my single girlfriends around him without him hiking up his pants, and licking his lips (think your old ass great-uncle who ain't got no business in the clubs, but still doing the electric slide every Fri and Sat with people 35 years his junior). Despite, my attempts to assure him that he still has it - he still feels its his duty to grind up on my girlfriends and ask them for their numbers when we are out at the club.

The Reason

It's just plain pathetic, and this seems to be a epidemic with married men. You want to know why? Because men fishers, but after they get that big fish (wifey) then the fishing becomes hobby. They continue to cast their lines, even though they have 1 big ass fish in their boat already. Married men just want to keep reeling in more fish, so they can look at the fish and brag that they bagged it and then throw it back into the pond.

And what happens to the fish? The fish sees what's on the other side and is now scared that shit may happen again, so now you got a pond of scared ass fish - swimming in a circle so they don't get caught up by this bullshit again... And from this fear spawns the group of girls that single men complain about. 10 chicks huddled in a circle, hovering over reach other making sure no one can cast their lines of bullshit (especially married men) into the POB (pond of bitches).

In Conclusion

So, married men on behalf of all the single women in the world: We see your ass, "yes" you got it going on, now go sit your ass down next to your wife - before we show her the worm you tried to feed us.

*SMH*