Wow...
Okay. Here's my rant for the day. It will be a mildly short rant.
Men are dirty, disgusting animals. They want what they want and will go to any amount or length to get it, even if it means hurting someone close to them. When they're satisfied they move onto the next "want", and so on and so on. They have double standards for women, are only intrigued by sex appeal and the ease of getting it, and will easily trade up if a new offer comes around. They are materialistic, superficial, and live in their own fantasy world where topless women (DD, no smaller) roll around in the occasional mud-filled hole where they commence in sexual acts with eachother purely for male amusement, nothing else. Where women wait on them hand and foot carrying mugs filled with frosty beer in one hand and meat (cooked or uncooked) in the other. My point is, ladies, that while they live in their world of hippocrisy fantasy and lust we are in the real world. Let them have their fun at the strip club or bar. Let them idolize their magazines. Let them get lost in their world of breasts without faces or names.
Because ultimately, one day they'll wake up, 50 years old, with a hangover and no cash wondering why their fucking cocks wont even stand at half staff anymore. And where will we be ladies of the night? of the magazines? or even ladies of marriage?
Well, hell, men aren't the only ones who'd trade up for a newer model. Out with the OLD in with the young hot and clueless! ;). Thats right. We've got the goods -- they're willing to pay for it, and that is man's greatest downfall. That is why women are superior.
Men are dirty, disgusting animals. They want what they want and will go to any amount or length to get it, even if it means hurting someone close to them. When they're satisfied they move onto the next "want", and so on and so on. They have double standards for women, are only intrigued by sex appeal and the ease of getting it, and will easily trade up if a new offer comes around. They are materialistic, superficial, and live in their own fantasy world where topless women (DD, no smaller) roll around in the occasional mud-filled hole where they commence in sexual acts with eachother purely for male amusement, nothing else. Where women wait on them hand and foot carrying mugs filled with frosty beer in one hand and meat (cooked or uncooked) in the other. My point is, ladies, that while they live in their world of hippocrisy fantasy and lust we are in the real world. Let them have their fun at the strip club or bar. Let them idolize their magazines. Let them get lost in their world of breasts without faces or names.
Because ultimately, one day they'll wake up, 50 years old, with a hangover and no cash wondering why their fucking cocks wont even stand at half staff anymore. And where will we be ladies of the night? of the magazines? or even ladies of marriage?
Well, hell, men aren't the only ones who'd trade up for a newer model. Out with the OLD in with the young hot and clueless! ;). Thats right. We've got the goods -- they're willing to pay for it, and that is man's greatest downfall. That is why women are superior.