YOU UTTER, UTTER SELF-SERVING BASTARDS. You make all the money. You have all of the comfortable clothes & you can be fat & people just call you 'teddy bear' & giggle. You can leave the house looking like you've been chased over the back porch with a broom, need a bra so bad Pammie Anderson is jealous, have butt-cleavage you could lose a badger in & no one calls you the hog-slob that you are.
But men of the world, I have found out your greatest evil, & I will NOT be SILENCED.
I had to use the facilities & went into the Ladies' room. Another woman was in the stall, apparently reading War & Peace in the original Russian. Now as I'm one of those people who waits until the last minute, i.e. my back teeth were floating, I HAD TO GO. Cometh the hour, cometh the piddle, as 'twere.
Well, fuck this, I'll just go use the Men's room, thinks I, & toddles into the (HAH) Gents'. And in there, no word of a lie:
Let's review. Women's bathroom: One toilet. Men's pissoir: FOUR urinals & TWO toilets. I don't think I need to add anything to that. Except: You dog-eating, puke-swilling, snot-sucking whoreson bastard prick motherfuckers. NO WONDER there's ALWAYS a line into the head. NO WONDER women have had to learn to 'hold it' to the point of injuring themselves. Fucksake, are women STILL such second class citizens even in this supposed society of (HAH) equality that we aren't even allowed to have enough TOILETS?
Fish have no word for 'water' as it is all around them & it is all they know. They don't understand the pollution, they only die from it, with no way to get away from it because they don't know any better. Ladies: See the little things. Notice that MEN expect you to get out of their way, take less food, space & money but put up with way more SHIT than they do. Notice & stand up for yourself.
Because if you don't stand up for yourself, you'll lay down for anyone.
So, women: If you're ever out & about & there's a line for the bathroom, just use the Men's. They can spare the room.
Thursday, October 15, 2009
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- Vamping it up & Putting On The Dog
- The Goose/Gander Syndrome
- Mine Eyes Have Seen The Glory
- Pretty Prickleburr
- I Don't See Your Name On It
- Dissociative Discourse
- Insomniac's Lullaby
- Oh my head...
- The Wolf That Cried Boy
- When Over 300 lb You Reach, Look As Good You Will ...
- I'm Scrappy!
- Watch me pull a blog outta my hat!
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