Here goes nothing.
Since this is a blog, it's not meant to be taken seriously. So here goes nothing.
Note: This post is meant for no one in particular. But it might resonate with you, in which case it's highly likely that you're a henpecked husband who is in terrible need for directions to the exit.
First up, is a poem for the pecking hen.
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