your place or mine?
whatever happened to the freewheeling girls of yesteryear? nowadays, you've got more and more girls either griping about or craving for the joys of monogamy and love...a pity that the naughty girls have gotten uglier while the angels have either been reserved, booked or taken. no matter how cold the demeanour, every girl i know is a sucker for love. promises of a future can only go so far before you realize the chances of him popping a ring on your finger in seven years are as low as Namor finally grasping sanity on land.
it's no small wonder why women these days are turning renegade. if the best person who can understand your needs happens to be from your own gender, then why not just go for it? phallicery (if there is such a word) can be overcome by various toys and electronics that both women could simultaneously enjoy. need a baby?...artificial insemination. women are more thorough with their money so there'd be more than enough tucked away for a rainy day. plus there's that matter of multiple orgasms (i suppose there's nothing more appealing than quivering vigorously repeatedly simultaneously with your partner).
sometimes you have to wonder why some women don't understand how good they've got it. things like these make me feel proud to be a man. despite their peripheral vision, level-headedness and apparent maturity, there's always that occasion where every woman bitches about everything at once. it's as if they're allergic to life.
bring out those freewheelers who only cared about sating their own libidos. they'd spin a web worth weaving. and they'd be good company.
i am a chauvinist. if people like me weren't around, the world would be more pussywhipped than it already is. stand up for your rights. we are men. and men is what we are.
it's no small wonder why women these days are turning renegade. if the best person who can understand your needs happens to be from your own gender, then why not just go for it? phallicery (if there is such a word) can be overcome by various toys and electronics that both women could simultaneously enjoy. need a baby?...artificial insemination. women are more thorough with their money so there'd be more than enough tucked away for a rainy day. plus there's that matter of multiple orgasms (i suppose there's nothing more appealing than quivering vigorously repeatedly simultaneously with your partner).
sometimes you have to wonder why some women don't understand how good they've got it. things like these make me feel proud to be a man. despite their peripheral vision, level-headedness and apparent maturity, there's always that occasion where every woman bitches about everything at once. it's as if they're allergic to life.
bring out those freewheelers who only cared about sating their own libidos. they'd spin a web worth weaving. and they'd be good company.
i am a chauvinist. if people like me weren't around, the world would be more pussywhipped than it already is. stand up for your rights. we are men. and men is what we are.
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there is no point to what i've written above. disregard it, if you must. on with the show.
lacking balls? drink some tuak, the equivalent of Rempit Joy Juice. click here for details. apparently it brings about a new high, and grants our Kapchai-toting friends...peripheral vision.
lacking balls? drink some tuak, the equivalent of Rempit Joy Juice. click here for details. apparently it brings about a new high, and grants our Kapchai-toting friends...peripheral vision.
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