The life of the male plugger is pretty good. You get to eat copious amounts of unhealthy food until you're so obese that you don't fit into any of your old clothes. You get to drug yourself up. You get to play all sorts of fun games. And you get to ride around in your old, beat up trucks and tractors from dusk til dawn.The life of the female plugger, meanwhile, is just a little worse. You are responsible for the care of your husband's brood of children. You have to exercise yourself ragged so you can still fulfill your husband's sexual cravings. You have to fix all the food for your family with substandard kitchen appliances. And, in general, you have to live on a meager budget because you are forbidden from working outside the home, while your husband works at a non-unionized (because unions are evil) blue-collar job in a dying industry but votes for politicians who support policies that increase the nation's economic inequality (because that's just the common sense thing to do).
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