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Who likes shopping most, men or women? Now there's a question for you, how do you decide, for me it's easy that's why I'm writing about it, the answer is women of course, they love shopping, whether it's for food or for clothes, it's always the same, the woman saying I'll just be five minutes and ends up being a couple of hours, it's like a challenge to them to find the right bargain but she buys something that they don't really need but what dirrerence does that make it's a bargain. The worst thing about shopping is when you go to a shopping center where there's hundreds of shops all under one roof and then the husband knows that it's going to be hours before the wife finishes so in they go and that's the beginning of the end for the husband. Straight away she goes into the first clothes shop she comes across, now the husband realises it's better if he walks away and finds somewhere to sit down and thinks to himself why he came with her in the first place and especially to a shopping center and thinks what an idiot he was. Time goes by, his backside is getting numb so he has to go for a walk to see where his wife is, no sign of her so off to a cafe for something to drink where he can at least watch the tv, of course he doesn't tell his wife, just in case that she hasn't enough money and comes looking for him to see if he has some that she can borrow. Then he finishes his drink and decides stupidly to go and try to find his wife, up and down looking in every shop for her and after what seemed like an eternity he finds her and asks a really idiotic question how much longer is she going to be and what is the answer, just five more minutes well that can't be true or by some miracle it could be he hopes, so he sits back down and waits, all of a sudden here she comes, it looks like she's finished but she says that she has to go to the supermarket because she's hungry, ok that won't take long or will it so he sits back down hoping that she comes out quickly before he has a nervous breakdown, then she appears at the checkout and comes out and you ask is she finished and supprisingly she says yes and the husband thinks to himself that there really is a God. There's a moral to what I've written and that is if you yourself like shopping then ok but for the majority of men who don't especially shopping with their wives, don't go, stay home, pretend to be feeling sick, which in a way is true, sick of shopping. Well today is Sunday and no shops open and I hope that shops won't open on Sundays for the rest of eternity so at least there will be one day when the husband doesn't have to go through the torture of that horrible word shopping. 

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