How much do women understand testosterone? I mean REALLY understand that craving for physical violence that a lot of men (not all, but a lot) have to hold back on?

Imagine a stereotypical scenario. You're a burly, fat man--not WOW player fat but John Goodman stocky/strong-fat--is working at a coal mine/iron foundry. At lunch, some lady from corporate comes down to give a "quarterly report." You know she's been working there for four years, but this is the first time ANY of you have seen her. She rambles on about, "Creating a positive, engaging atmosphere of communication," and a whole load of corporate buzzwords. She leaves by setting a load of metrics and mandates that have nothing to do with what you and your actual coworkers are doing. You look over at your mates:
three are checked out.
one is that brown noser boob whose eating it up.
two are stifling laughter at how ridiculous this all is.
the other five give you knowing stares of anger back.
The rest of the day, none of you say anything to each other, but the silent anger in the air is palpable. This fucking BITCH from on high hasn't been on the floor for four fucking years, and gives a bunch of weasely bureaucratic bullshit when you're all at your wits end already to meet quota for this week just to SURVIVE. For the rest of the day, the anger builds and builds.
You start commuting back home, stuck behind Grandpa Jones who does his daily drive right at commute time to hold everyone up by driving 5 under the speed limit. It gives you plenty of time to stew in that anger, and in that anger, your imagination lets LOOSE. You start imagining SCREAMING at that bitch. As the drive gets one slight aggravation by one other slight aggravation, you eventually imagine TEARING HER LIMB BY LIMB AND STREAMING HER ENTRAILS APART WITH HER TEETH IF YOU HAVE TO.
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