You are walking through the forest, and all of a sudden, you see a snake. It is the most beautiful snake you’ve ever seen. Gorgeous purple and green patterns, with its scales glistening. And better yet, it doesn’t have any fangs! You approach it, and the snake slithers up your arm and stays there, and you continue through the forest. After a couple hours of walking, this snake bites you in the neck for no reason at all, to which you drop it on the ground, puzzled. You keep walking. A little bit later, another snake! This one more beautiful than the last. Bright orange and red streaks, something you truly haven’t seen before, and again no fangs. You approach it and after a little bit of walking, you get bit again. Only this time, it bites you and then slithers up the arm of another man who happens to be walking through the forest at the same time as you.

Men, how many times do we have to get bit by the snake before we realize that no good comes from approaching it?