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I do not understand men.  I don’t think I ever will.  Anymore, I’m not sure that I want to.  I used to think that I only really had to understand one man, and I was rather looking forward to mapping the tricksy pathways of his brain.  But now…  I might as well admit that I have no freaking clue, that I am never going to understand any man, and throw in the towel.

I don’t understand God either.

I give up.

I surrender.

Could you just take me prisoner already and get it over with?