Don’t forget to step over the welcome mat, which my wife insisted on purchasing to add the“finishing touches”.  Before she finished, I told her that one of my rules was DO Not Touch anything. You know females, in one ear out the other. Ok, where was I? Right… What exactly is a man cave? 

 You know how the ladies love to soak in their bath with the candles, the soft music, bath bombs, aromatherapy blah blah blah, and the water temp on HELL? Well the man cave is just like that but none of that "he loves me, he loves me not" mushy stuff….. 

 At the man cave, me and my bros let loose. The beer stays on chill. The toilet seat stays up. If I want to do the Al Bundy, there’s no Peg to annoy me. If it itches, scratch it. Sports is on 24/7. Pink, Purples, or any chick colors are prohibited. Cursing is encouraged. Men are always right! Farting and belching is our way of communicating if need be. Junk food only! I am the Fred Flinstone of this cave; my rules. I am the remote controller of this cave. If there is a man cave that has an issue, we can arm wrestle to the death of it! & If you make it to the bottom of this page, make sure to subscribe. It's only right Bro!