I was thinking about this subject the other day. My line of thought was that women are like cars.
You have your exotic sports cars, fast, great to look at, handle like nothing else, and make your heart pound. But, the more exotic they are, the higher the maintenence and up keep is, and forget about fixing it yourself. They are good for a fun ride, but not much else.
On the other side of the scale you have your pickup trucks and SUVs. Usually bigger than a sports car, but they are still nice to look at if they're kept clean and maintained. They are very useful, dependable, and could and would do most anything that you asked of them. They aren't to complicated or expensive to buy parts for, and if you wanted to you could fix most anything that went wrong with them yourself.
I'd hazard to guess that the odds of keeping the pickup for a long time are much better than keeping a sports car for that long. Especially when the newer, sleeker, faster, and sexier model comes out next year.
You can't deny my analogy, especially when you consider how many supermodels/sports cars there are compared to the number of pickups/good hearted everyday women there are.
Before you light me up for such a chauvinistic theory and being so shallow, let me say this. It's a guy thing. It's how we view things and I'm not going to apologize for thousands of years of genetic refinement.
Women. are. like. cars? This does not speak well for you, my child. If you wanted to say that cars are like women, there might be some poetic license that could support it, but this? No. This is all wrong!