Women granted voting rights in Saudi Arabia
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Justin Sullivan3 says: Just a quick little correction here.
Man, this guy’s on his 34th wife already, and honestly, I think he's just completely fed up with all these ceremonies and the insane costs that come with getting married... it's just too much.
Look, I feel like this guy’s sister is basically acting like his shadow or something, and now she's being all hesitant about him getting rid of that jumper—you know, losing the virginity thing? Honestly, he's already seventy-two years old at this point, which is wild if you think about it, but hey, life happens. It's just one of those things you eventually have to face and get over with, you know? It's just part of growing up, even when you're way past that stage.
I mean, I see where they're coming from, I really do, but man, this guy's logic is just... how am I supposed to pull that off? Like, seriously, if I’m already hitting my knees five times a day for prayer, when exactly am I supposed to squeeze in extra gym sessions too? It’s just a lot to pack into one schedule. Honestly, he might as well just sell me out to some relative in exchange for a couple of camels or something at this rate.
I can't say I agree with that... honestly, this guy probably spent twenty years tucked away in some strict religious academy without ever getting even a whiff of real-world experience. He’s basically clueless. Now he’s sitting there counting down the minutes until his wedding night, thinking he’s all set, only to end up making a complete fool of himself. He'll probably leave a total mess on the sheets and end up broadcasting his awkwardness to his entire family and the whole damn country on national TV at the same time. It's gonna be a disaster.
Maybe... but honestly, I’d say he actually found true love—you know, that intense, visceral kind—back when he was constantly hitting his head against the books at some religious academy, all while some local preacher was trying to show him what devotion to God really looks like through a much more personal connection.
But man, his family really went out and found him the perfect lady... if only to keep the whole neighborhood from gossiping about them.
From left to right:
Look, this guy is just totally rigid and authoritative, you know? Like, if she doesn't follow his every single command, he’s ready to slap her instantly. It’s messed up because he acts like he can just lay hands on her whenever he feels like it—just total dominance. He expects her to have a hot dinner waiting the second he walks through the door after work, or else there’s going to be hell to pay. To him, she isn't even a person; she's just his property, treated exactly like his house or his car. She’s basically living in constant, crushing fear of being beaten.
Man, this guy’s on his 34th wife already, and honestly, I think he's just completely fed up with all these ceremonies and the insane costs that come with getting married... it's just too much.
Man, looking at that guy sitting to the right of the guy with the mustache, you can just tell he couldn't care less about any of this. He’s clearly just counting down the minutes until he can finally head home, shut the door, and basically give his wife the silent treatment for the rest of his life. It honestly feels like this whole thing is just some big, staged performance put on to impress the relatives. I bet he felt like he lost the wedding lottery and ended up stuck with someone he's really not feeling. He’ll probably end up marrying someone else down the road too, just to see if he can actually get lucky the next time around.
Look, I feel like this guy’s sister is basically acting like his shadow or something, and now she's being all hesitant about him getting rid of that jumper—you know, losing the virginity thing? Honestly, he's already seventy-two years old at this point, which is wild if you think about it, but hey, life happens. It's just one of those things you eventually have to face and get over with, you know? It's just part of growing up, even when you're way past that stage.
So, look, you’ve got this guy right in the middle who’s basically a total traditionalist—super dignified, carries himself with all this pride, and lives strictly by the rules of the Quran. To him, being a good Muslim means stepping up as the family man, providing for his wife and kids, and just making sure everyone is taken care of. On paper, everything looks perfect, like he’s set up for a smooth, decent life... unless, of course, that deep-seated frustration from living under a dictatorship and the constant brainwashing he hears at the mosque starts mixing with some old personal trauma. If that happens, things go south fast. He ends up walking away from his whole family, playing chicken with TNTom, and hopping on that "martyr express" headed toward some Western city, chasing the promise of those virgins.
I mean, I see where they're coming from, I really do, but man, this guy's logic is just... how am I supposed to pull that off? Like, seriously, if I’m already hitting my knees five times a day for prayer, when exactly am I supposed to squeeze in extra gym sessions too? It’s just a lot to pack into one schedule. Honestly, he might as well just sell me out to some relative in exchange for a couple of camels or something at this rate.
Honestly, that guy on the far right really does love his wife, and you can tell he’s just absolutely cursing the fact that they have to build a life together in such a broken-down, messed-up country. It’s heavy stuff. On top of that, his parents are constantly riding him because they think he isn't disciplining her enough or keeping things strictly under control—they basically think she's way too upbeat and always smiling, which, in their eyes, is a total red flag that she's probably plotting some kind of bad luck or disaster.
I can't say I agree with that... honestly, this guy probably spent twenty years tucked away in some strict religious academy without ever getting even a whiff of real-world experience. He’s basically clueless. Now he’s sitting there counting down the minutes until his wedding night, thinking he’s all set, only to end up making a complete fool of himself. He'll probably leave a total mess on the sheets and end up broadcasting his awkwardness to his entire family and the whole damn country on national TV at the same time. It's gonna be a disaster.
The last guy is honestly just terrified, man. Like, if he lived anywhere else, there’s no way in hell he’d ever get married because he’d never be able to look a woman in the eye without feeling like he had to bow his head in submission. It's wild. He’d basically be stuck in this position where his wife would have to be the one to initiate sex—which, let's be real, she’d probably find pretty pathetic—but hey, if she even thinks about looking at another guy, he’d probably try to have her stoned in the middle of Times Square or something. It's just heavy.
Maybe... but honestly, I’d say he actually found true love—you know, that intense, visceral kind—back when he was constantly hitting his head against the books at some religious academy, all while some local preacher was trying to show him what devotion to God really looks like through a much more personal connection.
But man, his family really went out and found him the perfect lady... if only to keep the whole neighborhood from gossiping about them.