I don’t have a lot of patience for female hysterics, possibly because I grew up in a house in which there was no cavalry, so screaming and carrying on hoping someone else would come to the rescue and deal with a problem was a pointless endeavour.
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I don’t have a lot of patience for female hysterics, possibly because I grew up in a house in which there was no cavalry, so screaming and carrying on hoping someone else would come to the rescue and deal with a problem was a pointless endeavour.