In the 'Possum world, I have come to learn some truths as I grow older and dodge highways:

Every man will eventually come to realize he has in his life has loved:

* One lady who gives him the ultimate good sex
* One lady who makes him feel like a man
* One lady who is intelligent
* One lady who makes really great money - more than he could.
* One lady who is his best friend in the world.

And one lady who loves him so very deeply, more deeply than any other lady.

All in themselves are great - but a man later in life starts to wonder if he could have ONE lady with ALL of those qualities - and so he searches, and he finds:

* One lady who gives him the ultimate good sex
* One lady who makes him feel like a man
* One lady who is intelligent
* One lady who makes really great money - more than he could.
* One lady who is his best friend in the world.
And one lady who loves him so very deeply, more deeply than any other lady.

So he realizes there is probably NO lady who is all of the above. And he decides he must settle on one of the above. So he'll pick ONE of the above ladies (Probably the utlimate-sex-lady) - and dream about one of the other lady's above (probably the one-lady-who-loves-him-so-deeply-lady) But if he'd picked the one-lady-who-loves-him-so-deeply-lady he'd cheat on her with a ultimate-sex lady eventually because she sucks in bed and she's too much like his mother in a creepy nerve-wracking way. But if he'd picked the makes-really-great-money-lady he'd hire hookers to be his ultimate-good-sex-lady and fall in love with a intelligent-lady at work and he'd fuck the makes-him-feel-like-a-man-lady (At the company Christmas Party in her Holiday Inn room she got because she didn't want to drive after drinking)

So which one to pick? Don't pick one, enjoy all of 'em cowboy!

Possum out. Peace to the Possums. Death to the cars and trucks!