As a simple girl, it makes sense that I only get paid 77% of what a man gets paid, because I only live 77% of my life. Why would I need that pesky extra 23%?
I only watch 77% of movies. I leave the theater or shut the movie off when I have seen 77% of any film. Fight Club offers no answers in 107 minutes, I assume Kevin dies at the end of Home Alone and the identity of Keyser Soze will forever remain a mystery to me. And I don’t care! I am happy living that 77% life baby.
I eat 77% of my dinner and I dump water on the rest so I am not even tempted to get that full plates-worth. I simply don’t deserve it. 100% of a dinner is 23% too much if you ask me.
I only play 77% of a game of a Black Jack. I have never won, but I don’t care, That last 23% is just too tiring.
I have 77% of an orgasm. It might be nice to have a full one, but I’ll leave that to men!
I go to 77% of a doctor’s appointment. I leave before my results. Blessed ignorance!
I take 77% of a shower. You only need to wash parts of your body with hair, leave the rest to science.
I watch 77% of all basketball games. The Knicks are my favorite team, I can’t believe how many times they beat The Bulls in the 90’s.
I only write 77% of this article. Bye! I have to go ovulate.