i must have done what i have done in retaliation to all this feministic ******* concerning woman's... 2nd? 3rd? ****** liberation... like she's this ******* arbiter of what's the norm... is it? her ****-shaming... doesn't she know the Kama Sutra dynamic of... a hare's **** ******* an elephant's ****?! doesn't she?! is she so ******* ****-less and all ego-prone to be so... desire-less?! she's like the worst sort of man... but she's a woman... which makes it doubly worse... no wonder no one wants to touch her... no wonder... ab-so-lu-te-ly now write that phonetically: ab-sow-loo-T-lee.. English is funny like that... big **** little ****... or... little **** big ****... i mean: there's the Mariana Trench... the **** of *****... whale eater... just like there's the imitation Giza pyramid... to invert nature's availability of comparison... hell... if women are going to compete... what the **** am i going to do? sit back... cucked?! or will i step up? obviously i'm going to step up and find myself: most cruel... most... biological... most... natural... if the sentiment of the argument goes along the lines of... but we're women who have had experiences... we've had threesomes... sorry... i only have two holes... you have three... maybe you can... but i can't split my attention... span... i need eye-contact... woman's ****** liberation... funny you should mention that... i'm having a ****** liberation period myself... i'm free from having to pay for things i don't want... it's almost like regurgitating the Warsaw Pact... odd... i don't even need Marx to conjure: loosely associated men... free-thinking... not giving a **** about a freedom-of-speech... why bother giving a **** about a freedom of speech, when... there's the more important freedom of thought at hand?! communism would never undermine capitalism... the men that invented capitalism would undermine capitalism... when it wouldn't work for them: no... not for an advantage... when it would simply stop working... communism was a feminist utopia... what's coming... it's neither either / or... it's a sort of: oops! flimsy... i'm not buying into it... why would i need a car... living in London? if i own a bicycle... i don't need to buy road tax... i don't need an m.o.t., i'm not taking any luggage anywhere... why would i need a car?! i don't need a girlfriend to go on a boring holiday with to some beach resort to later: in the meantime: pretend to shoot myself in the head... why would i need a woman that doesn't cook better than me?! why would i need a woman that's not even close to me being pedantic about cleaning the house?! ****'s sake... a yawn is just about as good a company... as is a fern... or a sleeping cat; yeah... and reality is supposed to be harsh, that's why mountains are all rock and not bundles of sugarcane puff pseudo-clouds... that's why sharks have teeth and why dogs have tails... and i have opinions...
sure... great... women's liberation, sexually... i'm liberated too! as sure as **** i'll die alone... but at least i won't be dying with someone nagging in my ear... brimming with the role of LEECH before my eyes... even if the state wins... to hell with woman and all her abhorrent covert dictates! i'm more inclined to trust a rottweiler to not bite me... without ill-intent... than i'm to trust a woman kiss me with well-intent... that's how far feminism has pushed the agenda of the sexes... i'll **** ******... the supposed "other" women... eh... slave-owners... i'm "mad" enough to envision project Dodo through and through.