Whiplashsmile4 -> RE: What About Misandry? (2/28/2010 11:25:21 PM)
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ORIGINAL: NihilusZero quote:
ORIGINAL: kittinSol You've got to be kidding, right? The enormous majority of Hollywood movies are movies by men, about men, for men, with women used as accessories and stereotypes of femininity. Well, this wasn't necessarily intended to be about (non-BDSM) comparative gender issues. OP: "Abuse unto males by women in relationships is an interesting and not often talked about issue." Responder: "You know how many more women are abused by males instead?!" D/s is D/s even if it's Vanilla D/s right? that is assuming that D/s is really D/s? Wait a minute who's superior over who again, how? My penis is better than your vagina? Wait is that your vagina is better than my penis cause that would clearly explain a lot as to why I really want it so bad. Ummm. second thought. My Man Boobie can't compare to your female boobies in a wet T-shirt contest if my life depended upon it. Oh hell, I'll just stick it to you like a sword. Wait, what if it's like a vicious vice grip that will permantly take hold of my man-hood. Damn, who here loved that Mr. and Mrs. Smith Movie? That was fluid and hot? My life sucks because I'm a Caucasian male, Girls want to crack me in the nutz for the fun of it, call me mean demeaning names, however best of all, I've finally got my one secret wish Santa never brought me. To become a Sexual Man Beef object in full glory. Girls are all over me now, just wanting a piece of the fuckmeat, they don't care if I have a brain, I don't have to engage in long winded conversations trying to impress them with some long drawn out intellectual thoughts. Whoooo Whoooo.. I now can finally get laid whenever I want, without all the bullshit standing in the way. Damn, I go out to the bars and the babes are just lining up to buy me drinks. I can leave the house with a dollar in my pocket and have a really good time. Sure, I get called names, such a "Whore Dog", "Nasty White Cock", "Horn Dog" and you name it. :-) Whoooo about fucking damn time, that's all I got to say. I'm enjoying all this attention from sexual objectfication. Mind you some dudes, just sort of glare at me like they want to kick my fucking ass, but their Girl friends and Wifes are keeping them in line. Thank God, I don't have to worry about some guy kicking me ass. Things really have turned around a lot. Perhaps now, I my life dream of sitting around the house, cleaning the house and playing X-Box and talking on the phone can come true. All I have to do is make certain Breakfast and Dinner is served, clean up the joint and run a few errands out and bout round town. It's so much better than being trapped inside an office space all day, having to punch that fucking time clock and deal with Assholes at work. Yippie!! So what if she cracks me in the nutz every so often when she gets home from work. She's only had a bad day and need a moment to vent. But seriously folks, I need to get going, I have Ms. Andry tied up to a Giant Telsa Coil in my basement... Fuck Sub Space.. the bitch is going to experience Warp Drive tonight! If somehow you manage to find logic and meaning to how this truely fits into the OP, you're more fucking twisted than I am.
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