What is with men and their beer bellies ?

I realised that men who are 25 years old and above tend to have built themselves a nice, round beer belly. The funny thing is, men realise that, but ironically do they stop the cause – drinking beer ? Platonic answer, NO.

The self defense is, social drinking. It would look unmanly if all the dudes are drinking and you are sipping a soda. Actually, its not just only unmanly, its sissy to even drink a girl’s drink. I am in part to blame for the latter. Here’s how I was found guilty.

One fine evening, I went out for a casual night out with a group of males and females friends, I was expecting to hit the dance floor but unfortunately we ended up in a pub. Set in a bedroom like ambience’s; red sofas with feather pillows, tranquil music and dimmed lightnings, a very inviting place to sleep or do what “in loved couples” enjoy doing at night – snuggle.

I was with friends, so I couldn’t do any of the above. The next logical act to do was stay awake, by chatting. The Japanese table settings made it really difficult to sit. You either sit crossed legs or stretch them out. I was wearing a mini denim skirt, so imagine which option I opted for. After getting myself somewhat seated comfortable and decent, I then ordered my favourite drink, a glass of Mojito.

My seated neighbour, an average looking 20 years old guy dressed smartly in his khakis and polo shirt, ordered a cocktail, Pineapple Malibu. Everyone on the table shrugged and in particularly the beer drinking bunch gave him a lesson on drinking ethics for guys. A good half an hour lecture before the Malibu was ordered.

The Malibu arrived with a nice pineapple piece on the glass. Then, the teasing continued. This time round, it was the women who made remarks. I joined in, as I felt responsible to give this young friend of mine a “what women find attractive in men – sipping Pineapple Malibu ain’t listed in the directory” lecture. It was a mind challenging discussion as ideas were thrown between men and women. The discussion made my numb feet and legs much more bearable. Anyhow, after the long night I did end up on the dance floor in a different bar, just to regulate my blood vessels.

I came home that night, wondering to myself, “Why men sacrifice their lovely 6 packs for a all in one pack – just for a glass of beer”. Enlighten me, please..