take a ride on my fish-bike

As requested by Brooke via the comments section here (which I forgot to write about until today), I will now take a look at the saying, "A woman needs a man like a fish needs a bicycle."

The sentiment, of course, is that guys are unnecessary in a woman's life, just like a bicycle in a fish's life.

But, who are we to say what fish need? What if, say, a fish becomes attached to a particular bicycle fish bowl decoration and would die of depression should said bicycle decoration be removed from the fish's short, though that's not to say inconsequential, life?

Beyond hypothetical situations (which could totally happen), the fact is that women need men. Hell, the human race needs men. Why? Semen. At the very least, that's what we have to offer that women can't get anywhere else. You want children? You better have a man handy.

Immaculate conception? Still need that semen, which has to come from a man's goody goods.

Adoption? Half of that kid came from some man's SacPac™, so you still needed a man for that child to have come into existence.

What if a woman doesn't want kids, though? But, let me pose another question instead: where did the woman come from? That's right - half of her genetic material sprang from a male's love-junk funky trunk.

Whether they like it or not, women need men, and vice versa.

Though, given the original statement, if a women does, in fact, need a man, then does that mean fish need bicycles as well?