what, you're going to suddenly get the *****, by gently kissing the knee?

i've heard this argument once, before, writing
an answer:
men are visually orientational creatures -
they're the dumb bucks in mating
season,
all the beta-male sycophancy of getting laid...
and how females have a tendency to
become artistic "radiologists"...
how women will always write better than
men, because: they are less of painters
than they are writers...
right... so women write better because
men paint better?
   are you sure it has nothing to do with
putting makeup on? i've watched about
a dozen makeup videos done by women,
and i'm thinking: a man would have done
about a dozen ****** sketches in
the same space of time it takes a woman
to do her makeup...
  want compliments? ask your ******
*** of a girlfriend, your golf course
rotary, your tennis "coach"...
   men are great at painting because
they're not stuck-in-a-rut of makeup hours...
3 quarters is less about intimidating
peacock antics, and more about:
*****-slapping the contenders for
the wallet sniffing akin to ravenous wolves...
there's a reason why women don't paint:
it's called make-up, alternatively
     known as *frida kahlo...
  what woman talks about shaving her
frown line outside the bikini dimension?
none...
      and how many women become success
stories about their fathers?
oh, i'll write about my mother
when she's dead, and i'll take to a twist
on the story akin to meursault's
"convenience": well, she's dead, isn't she,
what am i supposed to do?
it's out of my hands,
and i'm not the one to arm wrestle death
akin to a cinema of bergman...
so why are women so bad at painting?
maybe because their painting
is best referenced in putting on make-up?
and are they better at writing?
only in the category of alluding to
personal crap, that they can't tell their
secular priests (psychiatrists) directly...
i'm not actually going to fall for
the inversion of descartes' equation:
      i can be a: ****, misogynist, etc. -
   point being: i'll still think on my own terms,
i can have about twenty badges
if: hello, my name is - prudence...
     and the p.s. could read
arkansas...
                       and my ambition could
reside in hollywood...
              but women will never
be painters, because they're already
engrossed in cosmetics...
it's not because women are wording
creatures, and that men are
visual creatures...
       it's that men can turn into
the bearded ladies of the dwarven kingdom,
and put little or no cologne on
their shaved cheeks...
               it's so boring to event attempt
lying these days:
   since so many people are in denial,
the fun is a bit like being conservative,
monogamous, or simply telling the truth;
how can women ever compensate
for the great interlude of man,
    femina est in continuus -
   *** esse **** est in interludium -
id est: a woman is bound to a continuum,
with man being in interlude -
woman preserves, man perseveres...
              all great men are interludes,
while all great women are a continuum...
there was the interlude of newton,
there was the interlude of einstein...
           there was an interlude of every faraday,
there was the interlude of...
count them, in warhol's 15 minutes' worth
of worthy attention...
        women can't paint,
because women already can paint:
by putting on make-up...
               the rest is just *******.