Worlds Oldest, page-20

I'm with ya ,dude (NBD). Bin married 3 times - but who among us can resist the lure of the Sirens song , or their relentless pursuit. And all is lost once they get into the airconditioning ducts - damn those aliens of the female kind . Heartless creatures, I say, with the sole intention of probing a man's duodenum to pluck out his heart. And yet, here we stand, half hearted and bloodied from the experience - for they all take a little bit of your heart, Baby. I think someone wrote a song about it . And what's that song (my favourite) sung by Fleetwood Mac and the Corrs with the words, "women come and women go?" Seems we is all afflicted by the Sirens in the tempest and are doomed to write songs and poetry of lamentations past. And yet who among us can resist their accursed allure. Not I .