But Does the Estrogen Make it Lumpy?

Poking around the office looking for breakfast this morning, I came across an unattended box of what appeared to be simply oatmeal.

Its label, however, was offputting.

Quaker Instant Oatmeal's Nutrition for Women.

Now I'm scared to eat it. Not necessarily because of the 'tailored for women' content of vitamins, minerals and hormones, but for the way I may be forced to eat the thing.

If you've seen commercials for 'women's food products', you know what I'm talking about.

I'm not about to haul off to some flowery field or seaside cliff for breakfast, and if you think I'm going to sit on one barefooted leg while raising the other knee to my chin and threading the oatmeal laden spoon through that leg to get the spoon to my mouth, you gotta be kidding!

Just one of my weird hang-ups, I suppose.

And I'd rather stink up the joint than EVER use one of those pink roll-on deoderants...