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Hello everyone! Sorry I haven’t been posting lately, but as summer rolled around I got myself a job (which is now done), and have been studying as hard as I can so when I get back to school I’ll be able to work even harder. I’m saddened to see Fredx and all the other blogs close, but I hope everyone else continues to write their thoughts out. The only thing stopping us right now is lack of time, not material!
Just wanted to bring to your attention as I came across this : http://www.encyclopediadramatica.com/BitingBeaver
Apparently Biting Beaver wants her own son to die because he looks at pornography like any normal 13 year old would do.
The world is getting crazier by the second.
To all the feminists out there:
Fuck you.
Swear to god, if I have to read another piece on why it’s opression to shave your legs I’m gonna have to choke a bitch.
The only reason feminists write about this shit is because they need to verify their own self doubts. Who are the ones that blog about how women should be respected for being hairy? Who blogs about porn being degrading to women? Who blogs about how women should have the right to abortion, disregarding the man’s right in all this?
People who want those rights or are offended that others have them. And only those people.
How many people here would write about those asinine subjects unless they personally have some sort of bias towards the subject? I’d probably never write a serious piece on cute cats, mainly because 1) it’s pretty fucking lame and 2) as cute as they are, there’s hundreds of sites out there already with them. But cat’s are pretty cute…
Back onto the topic of hairy legs:
Men; who wants to date a chick who doesn’t even keep herself looking clean for her man? Women; who wants to date a man who can’t keep himself looking clean for his woman?
The double standard appears when you ask these women about how they like their men. Oh, he has *alot* of backhair? EEEEEEW. But it’s natural sweetheart, there’s nothing to worry! I’m sure if you ask really nicely they’ll even shave a little heart patch out. Just for you. And don’t forget to make them sit down when they piss, because lord knows, that’s opression right there! Standing up to piss? My god! It’s sit down or get out in this household!
Feminists rant about the stupidest things. I’m gonna go shave my legs, slap on a few good layers of makeup and wear something terribly revealnig for my tastes (low cut top woo!). And I’m gonna love every minute of it!
Sorry all for being Missing in Action.
this was an essay I just finished less than a minute ago. It’s not the greatest, and I’m not the greatest writer, but hell, it’s worth quite a bit in my intro to psych course and I didn’t want to do another “Womenz are teh victims lol!!one11!1!”
So I’ll put it under the cut! (unfortunately it’s not as long as it should be, so sorry for the short read).
(exam time’s hit so expect me to be gone for another3-4 weeks!)
This was posted on a forum I go to all the time and thought I’d share it with you.
I don’t care about all the people who call me a slut or a whore just because I am sexually promiscuous. In 30 years I will look back and smile at all the good time I’ve had, what will you do? smile at all the time you spent whining?
I will never allow me to limit myself out of fear of your jealousy, because that is what you are, jealous and hypocrites. It is my body and I will fuck whoever I want and whenever, I don’t need your approval or your judgment. You can keep all your moral rants to yourself.
I am so happy that I found a bf that is mature enough to understand me and to have the courage to lose me every now and then. Our special relationship is so above anything you will ever experience and I feel genuinely sorry for your intellectual retardation.
One of the first replies?
PROTIP: If you can only think of social reasons for promiscuity being discouraged, we’re not the only retards here.
Here in Canada, we have alot of top universities that teach, what I would call, Mickey Mouse courses. “Woman’s Study”, “Gender Psychology”, “Child Psychology”, all the things we really don’t need, especially since half of them encourage strange practices (”Treat your child like your friend!”, “Rape occurs every 6 seconds!”, “Women are obviously better than men because we can multitask!”). Unfortunately, we’ve also gotten a breed of liberal to socialist men.
I will tell you the story of one.
I unfortunately decided to try meeting a person or two off of online life and he was one of them. He went to a really bigshot school for Global and Economic Politics; he seemed nice enough.
In person, he was shorter than me (I’m 5″7), quite overweight (think ROUND/300 pounds), and always needed a beer or a cigarette in his hand. He was also Italian, and richer than anybody’s business. He had his own sports car, his own house, hell, he probably could afford a hooker everyday of the week and not even make a dent in his funds.
And he was one of the rudest men I’ve ever met. Deliberate staring at my breasts, ass, and rude comments about how to “give good head”. Non stop blathering about boring subjects like Peasant Revolutions in Mexico that relate to the way the British kicked the peasants out, the state of certain countries and their futures, military tacticians. Sitting there in the bar listening to him was like a lecture hall in hell. I never got any words in, and despite listening for well over 3 hours to his nonstop crusade against capitalism, he never once asked me what I thought, what I would like to talk about, or even how I was feeling that night. This is all while he’s constantly having to drag us outside in the middle of winter so he can suck down another few sticks of cigarettes, while I hop from foot to foot to try and keep warm and he stares at my chest hoping to catch a peek at some hard nipples.
Going back to the point of him being lecherous, he never once actually tried to initiate a relationship; He assumed that we were boyfriend/girlfriend.
Here it is if you missed it.
He assumed we were dating after getting together in a bar once or twice.
How many things are wrong with this picture? And what was his reasoning for this? and I will QUOTE him:
“We are basically boyfriend and girlfriend already, we’d just have to change our status” - before attempting to kiss me on the mouth while dropping me off (and then staring at my ass while walking back to my house).
So his reasoning? None what so ever. He just thought I was cute, and so to try to attract me, he did several things:
1) Stare and make comments about breasts/ass/general clothing (wasn’t revealing enough for him).
2) After sleeping on his couch, the next morning he decided to walk around with only his underwear on. No class.
3) Bragged about how many orgasms he could give a girl and therefor I should sleep with him.
4) Bought me a 200$, 5 megapixel camera so I could “take pictures of myself for him”. (I haven’t seen him recently so I don’t have this camera - I really hope I never do either)
5) Wanted to buy me 400$ Italian boots for my birthday, and using the camera he bought me, take pictures of myself wearing only the boots.
6) Bragged yet again about how good he was in bed, how much money he had, etc.
7) Offered to let me live in his house for the summer so I could stay here and work until next semester. This is 5 shades of creepy.
Offered for my birthday to help me get completely drunk and that I could “share his bed” with him. Platonic friends of course! No naughty thoughts there.
And he believed all the socialist dogmas, and preached them excessively. There should be more health care! Poor people need more help! Everybody is equal. Women have it so hard, they’re treated like meat! Everyone should be so socialist in their thinking, and it’d make the world go round.
It was the worst 4 nights out I’ve ever had. I even had to wash my jackets, shirts, hell even my BRA because I stank of so much cigarettes. I also had to sit in the shower for at least an hour after the last one where he ran through that entire checklist of douchebaggery.
He said that if I ever dated him, he’d take me to his little socialist get togethers with his classmates.
If I can’t even stand being around one, then why would I want to be around a whole bar full of them?
