You're quite delusional my dear.
We would blossom and flourish once we got rid of you male interlopers, because we would have more time to relax and rejuvenate.

We could dismantle all the man traps, disconnect the electric fences and doormats, sell the Alligators in the moat, and there'd be no more stinky boots and socks lying about so we wouldn't have to keep fumigating the place any more either.

We could even have a cup of coffee when we fancied one without finding you lot had drunk it all.
But best of all . . . the toilet would always be spotless and the seat would always be down.

What is there to miss?


Anyway, we had a mini Tornado here last night, so 'tis YOU who ought to be down on your knees showing immense gratitude that I am still here to assist the other delectable ladies in keeping our place man-free.

I am off to bed now, at a reasonable time for a change.
Dentist tomorrow, then lots of other things to get on with.

I hope we don't get any late night intruders poking about and walking me up, banging the doors, and flushing the loo . . . oh no, I forgot, men don't flush loos do they.

I bid you goodnight ladies. Sleep well. Toodle pip.

I am off to bed now, at a reasonable time for a change.
Dentist tomorrow, then lots of other things to get on with.

I hope we don't get any late night intruders poking about and walking me up, banging the doors, and flushing the loo . . . oh no, I forgot, men don't flush loos do they.

I bid you goodnight ladies. Sleep well. Toodle pip.

Ah, so you are an asylum seeker