Yesterday I spent some time with some friends talking about what I like in women. Usual ribbing from friends about the fact that I have talked to some pretty hood chicks in my day. I mean for me at the end of the day I want a girl who doesn’t have a problem going to McDonald’s and getting the kid a #10. (A #10 is a 10-piece Chicken Nuggets Meal at McDonald’s.
I feel like in 2010, you’re going to meet some women who do not cook, who do not clean, and generally are pretty lazy. They’ll admit to it. At the end of the day is that stuff so important to you? Probably not. So I argue that my woman doesn’t have to cook, she just has to go and get me a #10 and I’m happy.