Hen-pecked husbands. . . No thanks. Cock-sure is for me.

"No!" She said, cutting him off mid-sentence. "That's exactly what you do."

He looked at her playfully, and stomped his foot like an adamant child as he pointed in his bowl. He was trying to deny what she was accusing him of, but she wouldn't have it. She looked up at him steadfastly from her chair.

This man, this husband, is in for a long haul. His wife was telling him to not do things, talking down to him, taking sides with his friend when he made fun of him. All morning.

Have fun with your hen-pecked husband, I felt like telling her.  Cuz, he won't put up with it long without passive aggressive revenge or emotional withdrawal.

Wow. Married life can be unappealing.  Between an emasculated hen-pecked man, or a cock-sure cock, I'll take the latter. I'll also accept my responsibility in the matter.  I am guilty of being cocksure at times. However, much less often now I'm aware of the societal situation.  I highly recommend saving that for sports or perhaps in the boardroom, ladies.