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Boys, The Bully's a Best-Friend (Video)

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I don't know how to say it because most women won't understand. In fact, I've only come to face this male phenomenon as my kids started getting old enough to insult each other with 'I froggin' hate you', 'you're such a boinger' or equivalent replacement words.

They do it because...well...duh, I'm there.

But it's essentially true, this video. Boys/men are just mean to each other because...that's the way they love.

Women just don't get it. In fact, a friend once commented, 'Gosh, Marsh. I can't stand your boys, they are sooooo TOXIC'.

In reality, they're far less toxic than many friends I know in real life. Some people give you compliments in your face and then spew poison behind your back. When it comes to things like these, men, you have my vote.

Men are the best best-friends.



Don't get me wrong, I don't condone the language and I most certainly do not agree with 'beating each other up' but have you ever been frothing at your mouth with anger, berating one child only to realize that, stealthily, the other have started backing the other one up? And then, suddenly, regardless of the fact that they hated each right before that moment, you're up against two kids instead of one?

Don't worry, you'll get there, and when you do, don't say I didn't warn you. I'm talking to you, mom of more-than-one-boy. Beware the bros. Not only will you be out-numbered, you'll be out-muscled. Just saying. #lol

Lotsa love,
Marsha

p.s. Boys are also the sweetest things to their moms, FYI. You'll feel like the most protected and loved Princess or Queen. I think it's all that testosterone. I reckon not for very long more but sons are really the sweetest things to moms.

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