Jim hearts Sex and the City

Jim secretly likes the show Sex and the City. I just know it. I was watching a couple of episodes the other night and he was making a fit about it because he said he didn’t want to watch it. I told him it was my turn to watch whatever I wanted so he can just suffer for an hour. So he’s sitting on the couch with his iphone in hand when someone on the show said something funny about a penis. He looked up at the TV and got this look of delight on his face and smiled. I looked over and said, “you like this show, don’t you?” He gets all defensive and says, “no way!” But, from that point on he pretty much watched the rest of the episode with me. He still won’t admit that he likes it though. Why can’t men admit they like something despite what society thinks about them? If he admitted that he enjoys watching Sex and the City it’s not like he’s going to wake up with an eraser size penis the next day. I mean c’mon. And if I ever admitted that I liked something that’s a typical guy thing I’m not going to wake up the next morning with a Barry White voice. It’s ridiculous. So Jim, if you want to admit that you are intrigued with the show and would like me to buy you the seasons on DVD, just tell me already!