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on 28 August 2012
Normally I only use pens designed and created for real men, in colours appropriate to such instruments of masculinity - black like my chest hair or blue like the steely glint of my eyes, or the metallic paintwork of my convertible Mustang sportscar. Imagine then the situation I found myself in when, upon taking delivery of another shipment of motorbike parts and footballs, I reached for and grasped not my normal BIC pen, but a `BIC for Her Amber Medium Ballpoint Pen' (evidently ordered by my well-meaning, but ill-informed girlfriend whilst my back was turned). I knew something was wrong when I had to physically restrain my hands, gnarled and worn from a lifetime of rock-climbing and shark wrestling, from crushing the fragile implement like a Faberge egg. Things only went downhill from there.

Normally my hand writing is defined and strong, as if chiselled in granite by the Greek gods themselves, however upon signing my name I noticed that my signature was uncharacteristically meandering and looping. More worryingly the dots above the I's manifested themselves as hearts, and I found myself finishing off the signature with a smiley face and kisses. Obviously I had no choice but to challenge the delivery man to a gun fight on the rim of an erupting volcano in order to reassert my dominance. Had I not won this honourable duel this particular mistake might have resulted in a situation that no amount of expensive single malt whiskey and Cuban cigars could banish. I leave this review here as a warning to all men about the dangers of using this particular device, and suffice-it-to-say will return to signing my name with a nail gun as normal.
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on 28 August 2012
How are you supposed to use these without paper made for girls? All I could find around the house is paper for mens, at least that's what I assumed because there was no specific packaging indicating otherwise. I'm very frustrated now. Hurry up and release the paper so us girls can write good too.
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on 16 August 2012
I bought this pen (in error, evidently) to write my reports of each day's tree felling activities in my job as a lumberjack. It is no good. It slips from between my calloused, gnarly fingers like a gossamer thread gently descending to earth between two giant redwood trunks.
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For years, I've struggled as an author. I've written several books on consulting - including Consulting Fees and Side Jobs - and I've been using a computer because my girly fingers could just not grasp a pen. I've been plodding along, typing on clickety-clackety keyboards, and using sophisticated computer technology. In fact, sometimes that little Microsoft Paperclip pops up and says, "It looks like you're writing an ebook...."

Thank goodness someone has identified my problem! Until I saw these pens, I had no idea that I was being forced to write as a woman in a man's world. Though I'm sitting here in a room of my own, occasionally tearing strips of yellow wallpaper down, I've been feeling like something isn't quite right...almost like that feeling that maybe there is a writer's aid that is the best a man can get. Before I got the computer and started earning bits of money here and there as an authoress, I worked as a simple scullery maid and hoped that my virtue would be rewarded. Now I am finally vindicated!

With these pens, I anticipate that I can achieve the same rewards that men have. I will be able to look after my own reproductive rights. Relieve myself in dark corners. Marry a woman. Share in the financial repercussions of pregnancy and child rearing. Be heard in scientific and business conferences. Wear one simple outfit with a few changes of tie and shirt and never worry again about being called promiscuous or uptight. Walk down the street and be confident that I am safe. Go to any school in any part of the world. And, Mom, I feel fresh, too!

Thank goodness for pens for women like me. But where is the instruction manual? How's a gal like me to figure out how this pen thing works? Perhaps I can ask a man to write it out for me.
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on 3 September 2012
My husband has never allowed me to write, as he doesn't want me touching mens pens. However when I saw this product, I decided to buy it (using my pocket money) and so far it has been fabulous! Once I had learnt to write, the feminine colour and the grip size (which was more suited to my delicate little hands) has enabled me to vent thoughts about new recipe ideas, sewing and gardening. My husband is less pleased with this product as he believes it will lead to more independence and he hates the feminine tingling sensation (along with the visions of fairies and rainbows) he gets whenever he picks it up.
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on 28 August 2012
While I have always held Bic products in high regard, I cannot give them a good rating on this one. Don't they realize what they've done? Now we are going to have women running around, all willy-nilly, writing things with pens.
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on 3 September 2012
I'm a self-made man.
Born out of the mouths of wolves and serpents.
Raised up by degenerates and whores in the gutters of your forgotten cities.
Among the spawn of your outcast, your rebuked, your lepers.
Breaking bread with gangsters, hustlers, real thugs.
Scorned by your fearful leaders, and your simple masses.
Bearing no marking, no number, no names.

Turned life around and became CIO of a successful Fortune 500 company that sells sophisticated weapons to the U.S Military.
I'm straight business. Contrary to most males, my sex drive is non existent. Money always on my mind.
I walked into the office one day when I saw one of these pens on my desk. I immediately fired the secretary since she was the closest female within a 100 ft radius, but not before telling her to throw it in the trash.

Two days later a meeting was held in my office. When it was time to sign the $5,000,000 contract, my pen was out of ink. Not wanting to keep our clients waiting, I saw this ray of pink light beaming out of my trash can. It was the pen my secretary had thrown out. Not having a choice, I reached for it as it was my only option.

As soon as i grabbed the pen, time came to a complete still. Ponies came out the back of the pen, rainbows shot out the front, and it started raining glitter in my office.

I quit my job on the spot and now i'm a dance choreographer at an underground PRIDE club in NYC.
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TOP 500 REVIEWERon 6 December 2015
I am writing this review on behalf of my wife who, unfortunately, does not possess a women's keyboard - despite us having searched high and low for one so that she might finally access the pleasures of typing. Each time she attempts to use my man-keyboard she simply faints on the spot and can only be resurrected through the vigorous wafting of smelling salts whilst I sing a gentle song to her about kittens, cushions and lace-making.

After driving home from work in my man-car recently my wife excitedly met me on the driveway (taking care not to leave the border of the garden without my permission). Dressed in her flowered cooking-apron and sporting a pair of pink rubber gloves (do doubt fresh from a day of cooking and cleaning) she began talking a nonsense about some she-pen she had heard about at her weekly sewing group and asked if she would be allowed to have one for herself if she promised to use it carefully and only when the children were out of the house so as not to distress them. After initially dismissing the idea as dangerous gobbledygook I was astonished to find after some intense research in my man-library that a pen for females had indeed been developed following years of extensive research and vigorous testing after the idea was originally (and quite rightly) dismissed as an impossible and ludicrous dream of the early feminist movement.

I thought about allowing my wife her very own pen long and hard and, after much consideration and discussing the idea with our local minister, I decided that we should move with the modern times and take a risk. Imagine my dismay and confusion after only being able to find this wildly ill-thought out multi-pack of not one but TWELVE she-pens!!! Twelve!!! Have BiC lost the plot here!? Despite my best hopes and faith in my wife's needle-work I feared she would get into all manner of trouble attempting to get to grips with only her first singular she-pen, imagine what horrors could unfold with 12 of the damn things! Needless to say a sharp u-turn was required and we have shelved the idea, much to my wife's dismay, and will instead wait for a more sensible option.

Of course this has left my wife extremely distressed, not to mention very upset at now having been shunned by our local womens support group who accuse her of being ''behind-the-times'' and ''out of touch with modern feminism''. Tragically she hasn't been invited to single coffee morning or bake sale since and spends most her days staring out of the window with a hollow look in her eyes. Very disappointing indeed.
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on 28 August 2012
After borrowing one of these from my wife to write my long-form poem "One Hundred Reasons Why I'm Not Putting Up the Shelves This Weekend, Maybe I'll Do it Next Week" I can state that, contrary to some of the other men's reviews here, these pens are perfectly compatible with mains de l'homme.

However, I have the sneaking suspicion that I am starting to grow breasts. On the plus side, though my colour coordination is just so much better. Actually, thinking about it, it's all good.
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on 20 September 2012
I was just saying to Arthur the other day as he was writing me out a cheque to go and get the weekly shopping, 'wouldn't it be good if I could write my own cheques'. Well, we both fell about with laughter, in fact Arthur got a prolapsed rectum from the fits he was in, believing that my suggestion was the stuff of sci-fi (Arthur's a big Isaac Asimov fan and in `Nightfall', which Arthur used to read me extracts from, Isaac describes a female robot practicing her scripture which always inspired me to maybe one day strive to hold a pen (but alas men's pens have always proved too heavy). But then again Nightfall is set on a planet called Lagash with six suns, so Isaac was obviously on silly juice and to believe that female pen-holding may one day be a reality was just a pipe dream).

But do you know soon after that, my daughter who is always visiting the interweb said she found pens for ladies there. Well, I must say I was a little emotional as I remember back in the 60s when I burnt my bra - I was ironing and the phone went and when I came back there was a great big hole in it. It was nothing to do with the news about the lady-pen, but it just came to me at that moment.

I asked my daughter to go back to the interweb to get me a box of these pens. Now I think of it, the word `pens' probably comes from the word for the male bits, which is why women and pens are so opposite, and I was as shocked as anyone when the box arrived that they were so clearly not men's pens. These were - different. I immediately hid them from Arthur because I just didn't know what his reaction would be. Over time I secretly practiced - I started extending the horizontal line on the capital `A' on his signature on the cheques, and whenever I used to handover that cheque to the cashier I knew it was wrong but I felt free - so free.

Well, Arthur eventually found my stash. As you can imagine his reaction wasn't good, and I couldn't blame him. I thought about writing him a letter to apologise but it would have been rubbing salt in the wound. But one day I came home laden with groceries, to find the pen dangling from Arthur's back-cheeks. Do you know that the delicateness of the ballpoint and the slightness of the barrel acts as the perfect implement to poke his prolapse back up. We have now shared out the pens (Arthur calls them b*tch-nibs) and our marriage has never been stronger.

Thank you BIC.
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