Directions in life

Sorry for being a wee serious wort yesterday, but these F ing hormones!

Men don't realise what we have to put up with, as well as putting up with them.

To prove a point, here are some directions.
Should I cycle?
Should I Patrol?
Should I drag a child across the road?
Should I take the right descision and go to the male hospital?
or
Should I, get outta town?
Hm?

Do not pass go, go directly to jail.
Bed calleth as Harry Potter failed in his bid to do something, which I can't tell you about as Curlyfries, goes to see it tomorrow night.

Night all.