You are wrong, sir.

So you've just met a girl, she's great. She cooks well, she understands your odd hobbies, she's a freak in the sack. Everything is roses...at the moment. Women treat men like projects to be completed. His mother did an ok job, but she was finish the work now. Your hobbies are streamlined into 'our hobbies'. This can take many forms. The most brilliant approach is this;
"Honey, can I watch the UFC pay per view with you and the guys?"
Your first thought might be; "Sweet. I've got a hobby and she's totally going to get why I like it."
Wrong.
What was once guys shouting at the TV and eating large amounts of wings has now degenerated into an education segment. First, she's going to comment on the ring girls implants. Here's a shocking revelation ladies: Guys don't care if they're fake. Oh sure, there's some that want them even bigger...but if your guy tells you that he likes your A-Cups, he wants oral satisfaction. Ok? Any guy with a girl sporting less than a C, will invariably have the 'implant conversation' in which he feels out if you're willing to get them upsized.
Anyway, back to the pay per view. Now, you're going to have to explain why they don't just rush into each other a blur of feet and fists. You're going to have to explain strategy and techniques and you might even not know all the jargon...which will be great amusement for your buddies. After three hours of this, your buddies will leave as quickly as possible and never return for another pay per view. Why? Because men pounding each others faces in...is male bonding time.
It's the same thing as guys getting into a fist fight. We hit each other a few times and then laugh about it over a beer. Women don't understand this, never will. Here's why, it's a genetic thing so don't get all 'sexist' on me here. Women are genetically prone to hold a grudge. If you don't believe me, then riddle me this; Why do the lionesses do the hunting and the lions protect the pride? Because women have far better memories than men do, they also facilitate that memory by assigning an emotion to it. I don't say this to be cruel, it's just a fact. That's why Jonny not becoming a doctor is such a big deal, the birthing process was so painful that mothers want it to be worth it. How becoming a doctor is worth it is beyond me, especially based on current malpractice lawsuit statistics.
Now, as I was saying. The clever training technique. From now on, if you want to see a UFC PPV...you're going to have to go out. If your friends have wives and girlfriends, then you're going to have to find a safe place to watch the fights. Which obviously leads you to the nearest pub, bar or Hooters. The waitresses there typically dress like the ring girls do, so you're going to eventually hear the "don't you think I'm sexy?" trap. I call it a trap because no matter how you answer, you're wrong.
Watch and learn.
Guy: "Of course I think you're sexy."
Girl: "Then why do you go to Hooters to watch the fights, is it because of the slutty waitresses?" (this is especially ironic if, like a friend of mine, you met her at a Hooters while she was waitressing)
Guy: "Of course not, it's just that they have the fights and it's free if you order wings and drink."
Girl: "Why don't you have the guys over here?"
Of course you know perfectly well why...but you lie.
Guy: "I don't want them to make a mess here." (well played sir)
No matter what happens next...you're screwed. She either talks you into having the PPV at home and no one shows, or you end up at Hooters and she's gone to her parents house.
Now, her other perks. She can cook. Which is great, and if you get the Food Network...she'll only get better. But guess who her sous-chef is? You. Even if you like cooking, eventually this 'together time' will turn into Hitler-Lady here bossing you around the kitchen for an hour.
The last perk. Sex. Two things will happen here. Either she'll calm down a little and the sessions will spread out (this is the good news by the way), or the freak will expand her horizons...just like my other friends wife. Everything was great at the start, then marriage was discussed and oral stimulation was promised, then a baby was discussed and before you know it...you're getting ash trays tossed at your head because you and your buddies are being childish. Simple errors in judgement turn into ready-made excuses for her infidelity. Why? Because they're emotional...oh, and you married a freak in the sack. Well done sir. Lesson learned.
What's the point of this dreary presentation of the fairer sex, and relationships in general?
Have your OWN space. Each person needs to have their own 'me' time and space. If that takes form in beers, wings and gorilla's pounding each other into coma's, then so be it. Count your blessings that prostitute evaluation isn't his hobby and get a clue. Hopefully you're looking at 50+ years of being married and if all that time is spent attached at the hip, one of you isn't going to be very un-fulfilled in life.
Relationships, whether they be leading to marriage or just living together, between a man and a woman or in same-sex couples, require a LOT of give and take. They aren't set in stone, cast out of iron or even remotely simple. They take time, effort and compromise. Men aren't trainable and women who are freaks in bed are likely not just in your bed. Fighting against it is like skating uphill, it's pointless and it just leads to broken hearts, bruised egos and distrust.
Keep in mind, this article is written from a male perspective and is...of course...wrong.