Which makes it even more lolarious that more first class men survived than third class women and children combined.
I don't know if this has anything to do with gender worthiness or old-fashioned values, but I just felt like saying it. When we were kids, I always hated that when we had to use the washroom at the mall or whatever, mom would bring my little brothers in with us (not the individual stalls heh). Then when I went golfing with my dad, him and my brother would make a right to the men's changeroom and leave me to figure out the lady's changeroom on my own. Oh okay, designated areas for women double as a family playground, and men are just men, I see.
If I ever have kids, I'm gonna try to explain my actions to them, even if it's stupid as shit lol. Not understanding anything sucks, tbh.
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