Similar to a “playdate”, only with all guys. This shameful act can be observed in a suburban neighborhood when husbands all meet on
one neighbors swing-set accompanied by their children to hang out and speak amongst themselves. Most likely each of them have been sent out of their homes with their kids inbound because their overworked stay-at-home mommy wives needed some “me
time” to recover from the harsh
reality of their disappointing happily-ever-after’s. Of course, topics of discussion between these
pussy-whooped, sad excuses for men would never include anything like: sports, movies, music,
tits, cars, or anything else normal men talk about….and worst of all, no alcoholic beverages are consumed by any of them. Anyone involved in this act can only count the minutes until Monday morning comes, and they are able to return to their comfy cubicles so that they can
work 10 hours a day in the corporate prison that offers the only escape from serving the lifetime sentence from their
marriage.
