What the fuck is wrong with the human race as a mammalian construct? We've moved from the animal kingdom to the civilized world, and that's a good thing, right? Wrong! We've lost the natural rhythm of men and women and because of that we are all out of wack, and our whole relationship model is skewed. That's what's so fucked up about the entire thing. We have messed up the workings of men and women and because of that we end up with the mess we have today. Which is lonely assed women laying around their ultra-clean homes on a Friday night, watching some girly movie with a quart of ice cream and a rainfall of tears. And the guys, well they're cueing up in line, one behind the other, trying to fuck the town slut who's bleeding them out of their hard earned cash for a kiss and a poke. That's the sorry state of our human race because we are out of sync with nature.
The primal problem with our relation- ships is FEAR. The natural balance of what is acceptable and what is not. Men have been de-clawed by a culture of touchy-feely motherfuckers that have men acting like women. Because men can't act like men, women are no longer fearful of men as FUCKING MEN!!!
I'll give you a case in point. When a deer crosses a lion's path, do you think that deer shit's bricks? Why is that? Because that deer knows one thing for certain. It is lunch and the lion is the hunter. The hunter hunts down and crushes the prey. The thing is....women are prey and men are predators. Simple as that. Now all of my feminist friends out there are crying foul because I said this but lets take this shit into the streets and you correct my ass.
You walk into a mother- fucking bar or night club and what do you find. Women are walking in the clubs dressed to the nines, all provocative and shit, trying to LOOK GOOD. If there's more than one of them, do they go out on the kill together like a pack of lionesses? NO FUCKING WAY! They herd together like cows and watch as the predators lope around them, hoping to be yanked from the cattle and dragged off to the slaughter. Typical female mentality. I'm not saying that there aren't exceptions to the rule, which is that errant woman that goes to a man and makes a pass at him, but these women are few and far between. If I had to give a statistic, they're one in fifteen hundred. The rank and file woman is looking for a man to come and sweep THEM off their feet.
And what about men? They go to bars and clubs and work on their confi- dence. They go back and forth, trying to work up the courage to ask a woman out or to buy her a drink to start a conversation and to move a relationship forward. That's the thing, either they become predators, or they're going home to pull on their dicks and watch porn. Either a man hunts or he starves. Simple as that.
The dynamic fails when men go into the company of women and act like fucking deer. And why do men act this way? Because they are not allowed to sharpen their teeth and talons in their daily interaction with women. A man crosses a woman's path today, he can't look her up and down and notice her nice legs and say to her, “Nice legs.” Or when she's walking past, he can't call out behind her, “Yo! You've got a nice ass!” Because it's not socially acceptable. That's the funny thing. These things, these incidents, allow men to tear down, brick by brick, their fear of women so as to have no problem in approaching them. Instead, they have an easier time in opening their mouths to a woman if they have grown used to or accustomed to speaking with them about things of a sexually provocative nature.
So if a man finds himself in a fucking club with a woman and he walks up to her an says, a line, like, "The CIA is trying to steal my penis. I need to find a place to hide it,” or “Excuse me, but I'm new in town. Can I have directions to your place?” or “Baby, you look so sweet you are giving me a cavity.” Now these are cheap lines, I know, but cheap lines are not about being funny or inventive. They're only fucking purpose is to give a man something to say so as to break the ice. In other words, they are only there to alert the woman that this man in interested in her. If she wants something funny, go to a fucking comedy club. If she wants something inventive, go to the Patent Pending Office. Fuck those silly bitches that want more than hello, what's your name? The worst thing you can do to them is ignore them and send them skulking home by themselves to eat ice cream in a pool of their own tears.
When a man crosses a woman's path, she should shit bricks. She should expect him to make a comment about her, something nice about her, because she's got it going on, and if a man ignores her, her shit is beginning to fail. That's the most painful experience any woman will tell you, that she has gotten so old that men no longer find them attractive. The day that they become old women. That is the most miserable day in their lives. Many women today are suffering from a premature old age, when men don't even look their way, or whistle, or call them out as they walk past them in the streets.
That is the thing. Now men are emasculated, yeah, that means that their dicks have been removed and women are lost. Men don't have any dicks anymore because our society has absconded with them, and they fail to use them. I look a woman up and down when I want to and I can talk shit longer than any shit-talker, because it's like having a weapon with unlimited ammo. I'm proud of my dick, and whenever I want to use it, I use it because I don't care about society.
If you're a man, it's your fucking job to HIT ON WOMEN. And if you're a woman, it's your job to be HIT ON BY MEN. Stop copping an attitude if an ugly guy hits on you. What kind of bullshit is that? Every man is not young and pretty. And they are only passing you a compliment. Take it and smile and move on.
Let's be happy animals from now on. So men, go out on the hunt, and women, get led to the slaughter, and remember, the 'slaughter' is not a bad thing. Slaughter means that two people get to fuck and maybe even commit to each other.
Okay now, go fuck.