Ladies: 122 Reasons why Chocolate is better for you than Sex!

The following advisory information for Women has been supplied by the WBA (Women Bloggers Association), for which thanks and appreciation, are offered.

122 Reasons why Chocolate is better than Sex for Women

1:
The average piece of chocolate is at least, six inches long.
2:
Chocolates stay hard for a week.
3:
Chocolate won’t tell you size doesn’t count.
4:
Chocolates don’t get too excited.
5:
A chocolate never suffers from performance anxiety.
6:
Chocolates are easy to pick up.
7:
You can fondle chocolates in a supermarket – …and you know how firm it is before you take it home.
8:
Chocolates can get away any weekend.
9:
With a chocolate you can get a single room – …and you won’t have to check in as “Mrs. Chocolate”.
10:
A chocolate will always respect you in the morning.
11:
You can go to the movie with a chocolate … and see the movie.
12:
At a drive-in, you can stay in the front seat.
Chocolate can always wait until you get home.
13:
A chocolate won’t eat all the popcorn – … or send you out for Milk Duds.
14:
A chocolate won’t drag you to a John Wayne film festival.
15:
A chocolate won’t ask: “Am I the first!”
16:
Chocolates don’t care if you are a virgin.
17:
Chocolates won’t tell other chocolates you’re a virgin.
18:
Chocolates won’t tell anyone your not a virgin anymore.
19:
With chocolates, you don’t have to be a virgin more than once.
20:
Chocolates won’t write your name and number on the men’s room wall.
21:
Chocolates don’t have sex hangups.
22:
Chocolates won’t make you wear kinky clothes.
23:
Chocolates won’t go to bed with boots on.
24:
Chocolates aren’t into rope or leather.
35:
You can have as many chocolates as you can handle.
36:
You only eat chocolates when you feel like it.
37:
Chocolates never need a round of applause.
38:
Chocolates won’t ask: Am I the best? How was it?
39:
Chocolates aren’t jealous of your Gynecologist, or hairdresser.
40:
A chocolate won’t want to join your support group.
41:
A chocolate never wants to improve your mind.
42:
Chocolates aren’t into meaningful conversations.
43:
Chocolates won’t ask about your last lover – …or speculate about your next one.
44:
A chocolate will never make a scene because there are other chocolates in the refrigerator.
45:
A chocolate won’t mind hiding in the refrigerator when your mother comes.
46:
No matter how old you are, you can always get a fresh chocolate.
47:
Chocolates can handle rejection.
48:
A chocolate won’t pout if you have a headache.
49:
A chocolate won’t care what time of the month it is.
50:
A chocolate never wants to get it on when your nails are wet.
51:
A chocolate won’t give it up for lent.
52:
With a chocolate, you never have to say you’re sorry.
53:
Chocolates don’t leave whisker burns, fall asleep on your chest, or drool on the pillow.
54:
A chocolate won’t give you a hickey.
55:
Chocolates can stay up all night – …and you won’t have to sleep in the wet spot.
56:
Afterwards, A chocolate won’t: want to shake hands and be friends, say, “I’ll call you a cab” or tell you he’s not the marrying kind, call his mother, ex-wife, or therapist!
57:
Chocolates don’t leave you wondering for a month.
58:
Chocolates won’t make you go to the chemist’s.
59:
Chocolates won’t tell you a vasectomy will ruin it for them.
60:
A chocolate a day keeps the OB-GYN away.
61:
A chocolate won’t fill in your crossword incorrectly in ink.
62:
A chocolate isn’t allergic to your cat.
63:
With chocolates, you don’t have to play Florence Nightingale during the flu season.
64:
Chocolates never answer your phone or borrow your car.
65:
A chocolate won’t eat all your food or drink all your alcohol.
66:
A chocolate doesn’t turn your bathroom into a library.
67:
Chocolates won’t go through your medicine chest.
68:
A chocolate doesn’t use your toothbrush, roll-on, or hairspray.
69:
Chocolates won’t leave hair on the sink or a ring in the bathtub.
Chocolates don’t leave dirty shorts on the floor.
71:
A chocolate never forgets to flush the toilet.
72:
A chocolate doesn’t flush the toilet while you are taking a shower.
73:
With a chocolate, the toilet seat is always the way you left it.
74:
Chocolate won’t compare you to a centerfold.
75:
Chocolates don’t tell you they liked you better with long hair.
76:
A chocolate will never leave you, for another woman, for another man, or for another chocolate!
77:
A chocolate will never call and say, “I have to work late, honey.” …and then come home smelling like another woman.
78:
A chocolate never snaps your bra, or pinches your butt!
79:
You always know where your chocolate has been.
80:
A chocolate never has to call “the wife.”
81:
Chocolates never have mid-life crises.
82:
A chocolate won’t leave you for a cheerleader or an ex- nun.
83:
Chocolates don’t play the guitar and try to find themselves.
84: You won’t find out later that your chocolate, is married, is on penicillin, or likes you, but loves your brother!
85:
A chocolate doesn’t have football practice on the day you move.
86:
Chocolates never tell you what they did on R&R.
87:
A chocolate won’t ask for a promotion just when you’re up for a promotion.
88:
Chocolates don’t care if you make more money than they do.
89:
A chocolate won’t wear a leisure suit to your office Christmas party.
90:
You don’t have to wait until halftime to talk to your chocolate.
91:
A chocolate won’t leave town on new year’s eve.
92:
A chocolate won’t take you to a disco and dump you for a flashy outfit.
93:
Chocolates never want to take you home to Mum.
94:
A chocolate doesn’t care if you always spend the holidays with your family.
94:
A chocolate won’t ask to be put through Med school.
95:
A chocolate won’t tell you he’s outgrown you intellectually.
96:
Chocolates never expect you to have little chocolates.
97:
Chocolates don’t say “Let’s keep trying until we have a boy.”
98:
A chocolate won’t insist the little chocolates be raised Catholic, Jewish, or orthodox vegetarian.
99:
A chocolate will never contest a divorce, demand a property settlement or seek custody of anything!
100:
It’s easy to drop a chocolate.
101:
You can Get chocolate.
102:
“If you love me, you’ll swallow that” has real meaning with chocolate.
103:
Chocolate satisfies even when it has gone soft.
104:
You can safely have chocolate while you are driving.
105:
You can make chocolate last as long as you want it to.
106:
You can have chocolate even in front of your mother.
107:
If you bite the nuts too hard the chocolate won’t mind.
108:
Two people of the same sex can have chocolate without being called nasty names.
109:
The word “commitment” doesn’t scare off chocolate.
110:
You can have chocolate on top of your workbench/desk during working hours without upsetting your work mates.
111:
You can ask a stranger for chocolate without getting your face slapped.
112:
You don’t get hairs in your mouth with chocolate.
113:
With chocolate, there’s no need to fake it.
114:
Chocolate doesn’t make you pregnant.
115:
You can have chocolate at any time of the month.
116:
Good chocolate is easy to find.
117:
You can never be too young or too old for chocolate.
118:
When you have chocolate it does not keep your neighbours awake.
119:
With chocolate size doesn’t matter; It’s always good!
120:
Chocolate does not have bad breath!
121:
Chocolate does not fart in bed!
122:
Chocolate doesn’t lie or lay-about!

By Inchie

73 years of age, pretty ugly, short, bald, pot-bellied, in ill health. Decaying physically and morally. Metal ticker, Duodenal Donald, Saccades-Sandra, Arthur Rheumatoid Itis, Hernia Henry, Hard of Hearing Hank, Bad eyesight Boris, Reflux Roger, Peripheral Neuropathy, Nerve Neurotransmitters Not-working Wendy, Bladder Cancer Chris, Stuttering Sandra, Haemorrhoid Harold, Shaking Shaun, Dizzy Dennis... there are others, but I've tired myself out, now! Hehehe! Oh, then I had a stroke! Failures, Accifauxpas and Whoopsiedangleplops are my Forte... Hehehe! I love making folk smile when I can. TTFNski!

13 comments

  1. Marissa Bergen – Burbank, Ca – This blog is a semi auto-biographical view of my life, beginning as a rocker chick from Brooklyn, moving on to playing in a punk band on New York's Lower East Side, to my current lot in life as a working mother of two, now living in Los Angeles. I love writing because you can be whoever you want to be when you write. Therefore, I would never want to pigeon-hole myself too much in my blog. However, I don't think I will ever deviate too much from what is innately in my blood, that being humor and sarcasm. Recently I have been turning more and more to poetry. I like poetry because it let's you say so much more with so much less, so much more about so little, and it also distances you from the subject matter, making you much less likely to offend someone, which I would probably otherwise do on a daily basis.
    Marissa Bergen says:

    Story of my life.

    1. Inchie – Nottingham. UK. – 73 years of age, pretty ugly, short, bald, pot-bellied, in ill health. Decaying physically and morally. Metal ticker, Duodenal Donald, Saccades-Sandra, Arthur Rheumatoid Itis, Hernia Henry, Hard of Hearing Hank, Bad eyesight Boris, Reflux Roger, Peripheral Neuropathy, Nerve Neurotransmitters Not-working Wendy, Bladder Cancer Chris, Stuttering Sandra, Haemorrhoid Harold, Shaking Shaun, Dizzy Dennis... there are others, but I've tired myself out, now! Hehehe! Oh, then I had a stroke! Now awaiting Cataract & Glaucoma operations. Tsk! Failures, Accifauxpas and Whoopsiedangleplops are my Forte... Hehehe! I love making folk smile when I can. TTFNski!
      Inchcock says:

      Hahaha! X

  2. Tessa – United States – My name is Tessa Dean and I am an author and blogger. My writing styles vary and I love writing using prompts. I am also writing my first book, a Memoir entitled "Government Property - A Memoir of a Military Wife".  This is being published on the blog rather than the traditional way. I am putting up chapters as I go along. I keep my blog filled with useful content, stories, and poems. Plenty to keep you busy. I have also been interviewed by blogs and had other posts published on many different blogs. I also wrote a series of articles on Bipolar Disorder for IBPF (International Bipolar Foundation). I am in my 60’s and disabled which allows me plenty of time to write to my heart’s content. I live in southern New Jersey and have 3 children and 5 grandchildren. My oldest grandchild is a Sargent in the United States Marine Corps.
    Tessa says:

    Reblogged this on Advocate for Mental Illness and commented:
    I could use some chocolate, right now.

    1. Inchie – Nottingham. UK. – 73 years of age, pretty ugly, short, bald, pot-bellied, in ill health. Decaying physically and morally. Metal ticker, Duodenal Donald, Saccades-Sandra, Arthur Rheumatoid Itis, Hernia Henry, Hard of Hearing Hank, Bad eyesight Boris, Reflux Roger, Peripheral Neuropathy, Nerve Neurotransmitters Not-working Wendy, Bladder Cancer Chris, Stuttering Sandra, Haemorrhoid Harold, Shaking Shaun, Dizzy Dennis... there are others, but I've tired myself out, now! Hehehe! Oh, then I had a stroke! Now awaiting Cataract & Glaucoma operations. Tsk! Failures, Accifauxpas and Whoopsiedangleplops are my Forte... Hehehe! I love making folk smile when I can. TTFNski!
      Inchcock says:

      Good enough gal. Have a nibble. X

  3. Orbb Spider – Long time reader, turned book blogger. Come with me on a journey through the literary cosmos as I wander through diverse genres. Let's talk story and take a deep dive into plot points.
    orbb80 says:

    Great list, lots of laughs lol. You’re missing 25 through 34 & there are two 94s.

    1. Inchie – Nottingham. UK. – 73 years of age, pretty ugly, short, bald, pot-bellied, in ill health. Decaying physically and morally. Metal ticker, Duodenal Donald, Saccades-Sandra, Arthur Rheumatoid Itis, Hernia Henry, Hard of Hearing Hank, Bad eyesight Boris, Reflux Roger, Peripheral Neuropathy, Nerve Neurotransmitters Not-working Wendy, Bladder Cancer Chris, Stuttering Sandra, Haemorrhoid Harold, Shaking Shaun, Dizzy Dennis... there are others, but I've tired myself out, now! Hehehe! Oh, then I had a stroke! Now awaiting Cataract & Glaucoma operations. Tsk! Failures, Accifauxpas and Whoopsiedangleplops are my Forte... Hehehe! I love making folk smile when I can. TTFNski!
      Inchcock says:

      Well spotted.
      Thus, proving my lack of education and ability to carry out Whoopsiedangleplops and Error creating, to a high standard, almost without any effort.
      Sad really. Hehehe! TTFN

      1. Orbb Spider – Long time reader, turned book blogger. Come with me on a journey through the literary cosmos as I wander through diverse genres. Let's talk story and take a deep dive into plot points.
        orbb80 says:

        well, you could always eat some chocolate, that fixes most situations 😉

      2. Inchie – Nottingham. UK. – 73 years of age, pretty ugly, short, bald, pot-bellied, in ill health. Decaying physically and morally. Metal ticker, Duodenal Donald, Saccades-Sandra, Arthur Rheumatoid Itis, Hernia Henry, Hard of Hearing Hank, Bad eyesight Boris, Reflux Roger, Peripheral Neuropathy, Nerve Neurotransmitters Not-working Wendy, Bladder Cancer Chris, Stuttering Sandra, Haemorrhoid Harold, Shaking Shaun, Dizzy Dennis... there are others, but I've tired myself out, now! Hehehe! Oh, then I had a stroke! Now awaiting Cataract & Glaucoma operations. Tsk! Failures, Accifauxpas and Whoopsiedangleplops are my Forte... Hehehe! I love making folk smile when I can. TTFNski!
        Inchcock says:

        True enough. Hehe!

  4. jacquelineobyikocha – Houston, Texas – A wordsmith with a vivid imagination, an eager mind and a burning desire to carve out tales. As I journey with my muse to that land of all possibilities and self discovery, I hope my personal evolution will serve as a beacon of inspiration for anyone who chooses to stop by.
    jacquelineobyikocha says:

    This is a hoot 😄

    1. Inchie – Nottingham. UK. – 73 years of age, pretty ugly, short, bald, pot-bellied, in ill health. Decaying physically and morally. Metal ticker, Duodenal Donald, Saccades-Sandra, Arthur Rheumatoid Itis, Hernia Henry, Hard of Hearing Hank, Bad eyesight Boris, Reflux Roger, Peripheral Neuropathy, Nerve Neurotransmitters Not-working Wendy, Bladder Cancer Chris, Stuttering Sandra, Haemorrhoid Harold, Shaking Shaun, Dizzy Dennis... there are others, but I've tired myself out, now! Hehehe! Oh, then I had a stroke! Now awaiting Cataract & Glaucoma operations. Tsk! Failures, Accifauxpas and Whoopsiedangleplops are my Forte... Hehehe! I love making folk smile when I can. TTFNski!
      Inchcock says:

      I fang you! TTFN

  5. “Chocolates never expect you to have little chocolates” Ha! I like it.

    1. Inchie – Nottingham. UK. – 73 years of age, pretty ugly, short, bald, pot-bellied, in ill health. Decaying physically and morally. Metal ticker, Duodenal Donald, Saccades-Sandra, Arthur Rheumatoid Itis, Hernia Henry, Hard of Hearing Hank, Bad eyesight Boris, Reflux Roger, Peripheral Neuropathy, Nerve Neurotransmitters Not-working Wendy, Bladder Cancer Chris, Stuttering Sandra, Haemorrhoid Harold, Shaking Shaun, Dizzy Dennis... there are others, but I've tired myself out, now! Hehehe! Oh, then I had a stroke! Now awaiting Cataract & Glaucoma operations. Tsk! Failures, Accifauxpas and Whoopsiedangleplops are my Forte... Hehehe! I love making folk smile when I can. TTFNski!
      Inchcock says:

      So glad you liked it, Toby.
      Choccies are far less trouble! Hehe!

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