Nope, its not an oncoming car thats seconds away from slamming into me. Nope its not a rampaging horde of howling, drooling, rabid dogs running towards me. And nope, not even a knife-wielding mugger that tried to swing at me.
The scariest scariest thing imaginable is to piss off a a woman who has PMS written all over her.
PMS is a combination of physical and emotional symptoms that occurs premenstrually and is absent the rest of the menstrual cycle, severe enough to significantly interfere with work or home activities. --- Random Google Search
In other words: It is what turns the nicest most docile ladies into the most evil slandering murderous bitches you ever known.
And woe to us males because no girl is immune to this effect.
Which brings me to the question...
What then is the male version of PMS?
Testosterone, my dear Watson. Testosterone.
This is the hormone that makes us connect to our bloodthirsty barbaric past. This allows us to transform from mild-mannered reporters to death-defying supermen. It can cause us to twist our neck at every hint of cleavage, cause us to bring out our full wrath on every idiotic driver on the highway or reduce brain activity to a standstill whenever a beautiful girl blows us a kiss.
It makes us aggressive, irrational and deviously scheming human beings.
Yes. Testosterone is the male PMS. No doubt about it.
Except maybe for the headaches. These we create artificially by getting stupidly drunk on friday and saturday nights. But then Testosterone is almost always involved in these sessions...
Women have PMS every month. We have it every day of our lives.
If we take time to understand their PMS-related hellfire every so often each month, it is only fair that they forgive our every little testosterone-induced misdemeanour every day :)