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The Problem21:58 Sep 26 2011
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This post is not about the changes in Facebook…it’s not about past changes in My Space…it’s not about the changes in our society/Government. What it is about…is…why…and it’s so very simple.
Justification.
You see…what you need to realize…and I don’t claim to know actual numbers…is Facebook retains Programmers…Graphic Designers…Web Masters…and God only knows what type of other employees. And every week these people get paid. They earn a paycheck. Now there was the key word…”Earn”.
“The New Facebook” is here! Hey hey hey…CHECK IT OUT! Now…what do you think all those employees of Facebook are doing right now? Do you think there’s a huge party going on and they’re slapping each other on the back? Do you think they all went on an excursion to the Bahamas wearing T-shirts and baseball caps sporting the Facebook logo? Have they all went on a month long booze binge? Perhaps the top tier…the Blue Chip…The High Over Lords of Facebook are doing those things…but…you can bet your ass…for the lowly rank and file of Facebook…I highly doubt it.
Justification.
Right now…this very second…there are employees of Facebook sitting there looking at their monitors and thinking…*Now what?*…*What can I do to show that my boss still needs me?*…*How…HOW…do I justify getting paid for the next year?*. They are already working on the next “New And Improved Facebook” …it’s in the making as I type…it is on the way…believe me.
This has to happen or all those employees lose their jobs...there's no need for them should Facebook stay just as it is now…those employees have to justify their existence…justify getting paid this week.
This happened to Cupid…to My Space…making a site “Better” has/had nothing to do with it…it’s all justifying getting paid…holding a job…they will always be thinking of ways to change a site…always…so get used to it.
Justification.
Do you know our Government in it’s most early years…for the most…was never meant as full time employment? Do you know men would come together periodically to sort out problems? They had other work to do…they had jobs that sustained them financially. Only when the amount of tax cash was realized did we start having full time politicians. “And then what Mr. Tu?”…I magically hear you ask…I’ll tell you…what.
Justification.
Now all the members of Full Time Congress had to justify their existence. They had to justify getting paid…they had to come up with a way America needed them full time and they way this was accomplished was…they became “Law Makers”. There’s always a new “Law” that can be made…and it doesn’t matter if it’s really needed…this is all about justification.
They are like sharks that need to be constantly moving to breath…”Well…we outlawed murder…now what?”…”Well…we outlawed Prostitution…now what?”…”Well…we outlawed being able to simply open and maintain a business…now what?”…”Well…we outlawed driving above 55 mph…now what?”…”Well…we outlawed too much butter in chocolate chip cookies…now what?”…”Well…we outlawed talking on a cell phone while one walks…now what?”…”Well…we outlawed paying taxes on earned money only once…now what?”. I think the point has been made. It’s only a matter of…time…until everything is illegal.
90% of employees of our Government…Facebook…My Space…and a gaggle of other entities…could be terminated and you know what? Nothing…NOTHING…would happen…the world would still turn…the sun would come up tomorrow.
WHAT? Oh I hear you like bees in my brain…”How can we achieve perfection if we don’t change Mr. Tu?!”. Let me tell you something…imperfect beings can not achieve perfection…yes…YES…you can quote that as a…~Tucrates~.
You use that argument to justify justification.
Don't Misunderstand22:45 Sep 20 2011
Times Read: 729
Now don’t misunderstand…I’m not complaining…just curious.
I have probably viewed…*ponders*…3,432 profiles of women on a plethora of dating web sites and on almost…almost…all of said profiles…said women…have at least one obvious cleavage photograph. It’s glaring…on purpose…not an accident…”OOOoops…my orbs are showing!”…and many times…multiple cleavage exposure.
Again… don’t misunderstand…I’m not complaining…I’d just like to know…ladies…when you are having these tantalizing photographs taken…what are you thinking? You must obviously be aware you are pandering to the most primal level of a man’s mind…no? You want men to see…this is indisputable. Are you thinking…*I have to show these to get attention.*…or perhaps…*The girls are spectacular…I want to tease all the chumps that I won’t speak with.*…or perhaps even…*My orbs are the best…all the other women can eat their hearts out!*.
Now that last imagined thought of mine is very interesting. I know you ladies seem to have some type of “Boobie War” going on between you all. Who’s is bigger…who’s is best etc. Of course that’s ridiculous…but…it’s there…is that a factor in your need to expose said cleavage?
Do you think…if you do not…post such photographs you’ll be left out? Meaning…do you feel there’s a standard that’s been created? A cleavage photograph must be included to keep up with Trudy? Sure…sure…Trudy’s a whore…but…she’s showing hers…so.
This is really curious to me because I have viewed a number of cleavage photographs where the woman was obviously uncomfortable with the pose…the showing…I could see it plain on her face…very uncomfortable…so…why did she do it?
And since it’s glaringly photographically stated you are proud of your orbs…why…WHY…are you offended should a male comment? “YOUR…ORBS…ARE…FANTASTIC!”…this is a sure way of not being responded to. Why are men pigs when they notice what you…obviously…wanted them to notice?
Don’t stop posting dears…but…why do you do it?
Personally I think you do this as a lure…bait to draw a piranha of men…and it works…oh yes…it works. And one more time…don’t misunderstand…I’m not complaining…just curious.
Songs In The Key of Bullshit20:54 Sep 19 2011
Times Read: 758
This song has drove me ape shit…every time I’ve head it…since it debuted in 1973. Of course I’m talking about “You’re So Vain” by Carly Simon. Yes yes yes…she never told who the song was about…but…I think we all know it was Warren Beatty (not to be confused with Ned Beatty who took it in the butt by a hillbilly with black teeth in “Deliverance”)…HEY! WAIT A MINUTE! Is not the point of the song the idea that it’s NOT about someone? That “they” (Warren Beatty) were so vain…they thought the song was about them but wasn’t?! Huh?
Let’s glean (good word…glean) the truth once and for all time concerning this idea. I will use my massive simian intelligence to clearly show the perception of this “Song In The Key of Bullshit” is absolute…positively…wrong.
You’re So Vain by Carly Simon (great breasts)
You walked into the party
Like you were walking onto a yacht
Your hat strategically dipped below one eye
Your scarf it was apricot
You had one eye in the mirror
As you watched yourself gavotte
And all the girls dreamed that they'd be your partner
They'd be your partner, and
Well…Carly…I’ve read that four times and you ARE talking about someone (Warren Beatty)…so who ever it was (Warren Beatty)…if they thought that first verse was about them…IT WAS! They (Warren Beatty) weren’t being vain…they were being factual!
You had me several years ago
When I was still quite naive
Well, you said that we made such a pretty pair
And that you would never leave
But you gave away the things you loved
And one of them was me
I had some dreams they were clouds in my coffee
Clouds in my coffee, and
Well…Carly…I’ve read that verse four times and you ARE talking about someone (Warren Beatty)…so who ever it was (Warren Beatty)…if they thought that second verse was about them…IT WAS! They (Warren Beatty) weren’t being vain…they were being factual! And why are you so sure they loved you? If someone is being vain in this song…I think…it’s you! Plus what’s this clouds in your coffee line? Were you high on acid? Couldn’t think of anything else? That’s a chump move Carly…good thing you had great breasts. Let’s move on.
Well, I hear you went up to Saratoga
And your horse naturally won
Then you flew your Lear jet up to Nova Scotia
To see the total eclipse of the sun
Well, you're where you should be all the time
And when you're not, you're with
Some underworld spy or the wife of a close friend
Wife of a close friend, and
Well…Carly…I’ve read that verse four times and you ARE talking about someone (Warren Beatty)…so who ever it was (Warren Beatty)…if they thought that third verse was about them…IT WAS! They (Warren Beatty) weren’t being vain…they were being factual! I do have to give you credit for not using another bullshit line like…clouds in my coffee.
With the verses finished being analyzed…let’s take a in depth look at your chorus line.
You're so vain
You probably think this song is about you
You're so vain
I'll bet you think this song is about you
Don't you? Don't you?
Well why the fuck wouldn’t they (Warren Beatty)! IT WAS IT WAS IT WAS IT WAS! This drives me crazy! IT WAS ABOUT SOMEONE (Warren Beatty)!
Let me help you Carly…here is what your chorus line should have been…to make your song correct.
I’m a dame
I’m singing and I’m whining about you (Warren Beatty)
I’m a dame
I’m singing and I’m whining about you (Warren Beatty)
About you! ABOUT YOU! (Warren Beatty)
I know what you’re all thinking…”How…HOW…can you be so sure…Mr. Tu…that Carly Good Breasts wrote this song about Warren Beatty (not to be confused with Ned Beatty who took it in the butt by a hillbilly with black teeth in “Deliverance”)?”.
*points to head*…Think about it…Carly gave away the identity of the person she wrote this song about in the third verse! COME ON! CLUBBING BABY SEALS CLUBBING BABY SEALS! One needs to remember this song debuted in 1973! At this point in time…Mick Jagger…Chris Kirstopherson…and Cat Stevens…did NOT own horses…of any kind. Now…Warren Beatty (not to be confused with Ned Beatty who took it in the butt by a hillbilly with black teeth in “Deliverance”) was a notorious equestrian enthusiast! Warren Beatty (not to be confused with Ned Beatty who took it in the butt by a hillbilly with black teeth in “Deliverance”) DID own horses and even more importantly…RACE HORSES…during this period! Carly was also banging Warren Beaty (not to be confused with Ned Beatty who took it in the butt by a hillbilly with black teeth in “Deliverance”) before she wed James Taylor in and/or around 1973. Remember the line…
And your horse naturally won
…YOUR HORSE YOUR HORSE YOUR HORSE! Oh…You’re So Vain…WAS about Warren Beatty (not to be confused with Ned Beatty who took it in the butt by a hillbilly with black teeth in “Deliverance”)…baby! He wasn’t being vain to think the song was about him…IT WAS!
I think not only have I positively solved the decades old question of who Carly was singing about in You’re So Vain…I have also proven this song belongs in…The Key of Bullshit!
Men Women And Things In Common 08:53 Sep 17 2011
Times Read: 777
I have two hands…she has two breasts…BEAUTIFUL!
I have two hands…she has two butt cheeks…PERFECT!
I have two hands…she has two wrists…EXCELLENT!
I have a mouth…she has a mouth…OH BABY DOLL!
I have a missile…she has a silo…SIMPATICO CHIMPATICO!
I imagine these are included in Eharmony’s 51 levels of compatibility…if they’re not…they sure as hell should be! I mean…these are the most important things a man and a woman can have in common! Notice how everything is numerically even? Coincidence? I…THINK…NOT!
Now here I sit…pondering…the brouhaha that “Older Men Younger Women” produced. I can still see…in my minds eye…that typed question…”What can they have in common?!”. This…of course…was asked about the union of that 54 year old “Dirty Old Man” and that 21 year old woman.
And by the way…is a 21 year old female a woman…or…a young miss? Perhaps a “Young Miss” happens at 18? A “Young Lady” at 21? Does she become a “Woman” at perhaps 30? And at what age does she become “Seasoned”? This really needs to be clarified.
In common in common in common…what should a couple have in common? Other than what I started this post with…what is needed? I think nothing…but…let’s take an in-depth look at societal deemed compatibility anyway…*sighs*.
What? WHAT?! Food? Sustenance? Do these two lovers need to enjoy the same foods? Why? It doesn’t matter. Look…if diner is set at the table one always has the option of saying…”I’m not going to eat that crap.”…then go broil up a nice steak. Should our Honey Bunnies be dinning out…”Of course you can have a Big Mac sweetie pie…I’m getting a Quarter Pounder!”…should it be fine dinning…”Yes my darling…the scallops look lovely…bon appetite’…I’m having charbroiled dead cow.”. See? Do you see? It doesn’t matter!
Music? Are you going to tell me music matters? Oh come on! Younger women listen to that Alternative/Rap Crap and seasoned women listen to Barry Fucking Manillow. In either case…for the man…it’s tune out time! We’ll just sit there and smile while we fantasize about the woman’s breasts…so…music doesn’t matter!
Entertainment? Movies? This…as well…doesn’t matter. Why? I’ll tell you why. If a man is required to watch a “Chick Flic”…he is going to sit there undressing the female characters in his mind. This is the only way such a movie can be survived…this technique is tide and true…plus he gets the bonus of stuffing his face with popcorn and hotdogs. Now…since he suffered through your “Chick Flic”…he knows…you now owe him one good “Blood Fest Slasher Flic”…(preferably contains vampires)! So…movie taste…doesn’t matter!
(Entertainment continued) What? The goddamn beach? A man knows two things about this scenario…first…if he has to go lay out in the hot fucking sun…sweating his balls off…all day…he knows at least he will be able to sneak peeks at the women parading about in their near non existent bikinis. Second…he knows…sooner or later…the woman will let herself go to the point of not wanting to wear her bikini any longer and the beach outings will stop! The beach is a waiting game…so…doesn’t matter!
Let me save us a lot of time here and cut to the chase…if a man wants to bang a female…he will suffer gobs of shit to make that happen. All of a sudden the things you like…he likes. He knows going in (ha ha ha) that the female isn’t going to like anything he does…he knows this…he accepts this. He knows there are going to be times he has to go and catch butterflies if he wants to keep that “Hot Monkey Lovin’”. This is the way of the world.
And let me ask you this…is a mirror image of yourself really what you want? Don’t want something new brought to the table? Don’t want to expand your horizons? Discover new ideas and events another may bring? What about the phrase…”Opposites Attract”?
Men…that’s M…E…N…men. Women…that’s W…O…M…E…N…women. We are different genders…we are raised differently…how much can we really have in common? In common…*snorts*.
Older Men Younger Women22:28 Sep 15 2011
Times Read: 802
I think seasoned women…(notice how I used “Seasoned” instead of “Old”…thanks Left…I’m learning at least something from you)…throughout history…have always been agitated…confused (not really)…disdainful…when an older man chases after and/or procures a younger woman. Rosies’ 54 year old “Dirty Old Man” marrying a 21 year old woman as an example. I will not go into explanations for that union…because…I personally do not know them…BUT…I will speak…with authority…in broad generalities concerning this phenomenon.
My dear seasoned beauties…for a few minutes…please…I implore you…for just a few minutes…lower your “Walt F. Disney Shield” and believe…let it finally be…unconditionally…set in your minds what I am now going to say. SEX IS NOT AN EXPRESSION OF LOVE FOR A MALE! Sex is “Hot Monkey Lust”…PERIOD…END…OF…STORY! It always has been…yes even from the time of Druids…and it always will be. This is biological…”Mother Nature” in all her wisdom…a million billion walks in the rain can not change it…IT…can not be changed. ACCEPT THIS…FOR THE LOVE OF GOD…ACCEPT THIS!
There’s really no tactful way to say this…well…there probably is…but…I’m feeling impatient right now…so…I’ll just blurt it out…SEASONED WOMEN ARE TIRED OF SEX! You are tired of the constant want of man. After 40 years of being cajoled…wined…dined…wooed…all for the “Hibbidy Bibbidy Rodeo”…you’ve had enough. Oh no no no…don’t you come in here and “Chippendale” this and “Chippendale” that…be honest. I’ve heard women in their 30s convey how much of a chore sex has become with their mates. I’ve read more than one…“Profile”…where the woman comes right out and proclaims she doesn’t want to have sex any longer (good luck sweetheart…don’t settle…your lute player is out there). And speaking of…”Profiles”…let me offer another REAL excerpt. And this excerpt…although somewhat extreme…does reflect the seasoned attitude…
“Ok my final thought is this - after being here as long as I have and seeing that absolutely nothing has changed I can say with confidence that I have no intent to go out with anyone on this site. This is merely a diversion for me and serves to amuse me and helps to keep my finger on the pulse of what men supposedly want. So email if you like, strike up a conversation, do whatever you deem necessary, but realize chances are you have no chance. Good luck and God bless.”
…wow…can I hurry and try to jump through those hoops? Huh? Can I? PLEASE?! I’m willing to bet she thinks I should be grateful to be “God Blessed” at the end of that psychosis. Many seasoned women are incredibly bitter…untrusting…and just plain unpleasant. They seem to think a man wants to navigate the seasoned woman’s emotional land mines and I will add here those land mines are very strategically placed…those land mines are just waiting for a mans “Male” to arrive…then…KAAABOOOOOM! No? Read the above paragraph again. What? Before you come in here and make that statement…let me answer it with a line from a lyric I wrote (past tense Bruce) long ago…”All the times you had to put up with me…were all the times I had to put up with you.”…~Tucrates~
Is this what a…“Dirty Old Man”…is supposed to see as Valhalla? More hoop jumping for a promise of no sex? Oh…sign me up…baby!
Let me offer another bit of truth at this point…and I am again thinking of Rosie’s 54 year old man. Contrary to all the “Viagra Boner Commercials”…a 54 year old man’s sex drive is really no different than what it was in his 20s. So…let me get personal…from the horses mouth as it were…(Ahhhh ha ha ha…yes yes yes…”Horses Ass”…very funny…I mystically hear you seasoned babes)…
…now my life…that’s up to my current 54 years…I would not describe as a “Bangfest”! I never went to “Bangstock”…never got down and rolled around in that “Bangstock” mud. In fact…more than half of my life I have lived without a lover. So…with that being admitted…unashamedly…what should I be looking for in what…in reality…is the last period of my life? Am I supposed to be looking for a bitter…un-trusting…sexless…land mine filled relationship? Am I supposed to go out that way? I mean…this is it…there’s no long future ahead of me…or…any 54 year old “Dirty Old Man’s” future for that matter.
Now I don’t make the age of a woman a huge factor of interest…but…can you blame those that do? I don’t…I understand completely.
Love Age Pedophiles And Cougars23:25 Sep 13 2011
Times Read: 813
I almost don’t know where to start…almost.
A male is 70% sexual and 30% emotional.
A female is 30% sexual and 70% emotional.
Now…although these percentages are basically made up by yours truly…I think we all damn well know… those are pretty close to the truth. This is indisputable…set in stone…not subject to debate in this post. That is the “Hip-Hop of da Flip-Flop” (African Americans feel free to steal that.)!
Let’s see if we can determine what constitutes a Pedophile and for this discussion I am going to make the Pedophile male (That’s what you all think anyway.)…(What?)…(No…females can’t be Pedophiles…they’re Cougars…~Rawr~.).
I’m first going to show…without a shred of doubt…that a difference in age alone does not constitute a Pedophile. Jimmy is 18 years old and has been diddling about with 10 year old Grace…is Jimmy a Pedophile guys?
Michael…”Fuck yeah HP!”.
Mr. Tu….”Absolutely Sir!”.
I agree gentlemen…note their age difference is 8 years…but…let’s fudge a bit with those ages. Jimmy is now 28 years old and has been diddling about with now 20 year old Grace…is Jimmy a Pedophile now guys?
Michael…”Fuck no HP!”.
Mr. Tu….”Absolutely not Sir.”.
I think…no…scratch that…I know…I just proved unequivocally that age difference does not define a Pedophile. So why…when in both scenarios the age difference was a constant 8 years…was Jimmy a Pedophile in the first and not in the second? The answer is as easy as clubbing baby seals…or…in some cases…Bruce.
In the first Grace was a minor and in the second she was not. What determines Grace’s minor status is a matter of State Law…a matter of legal sexual consent.
So you see…what defines Pedophilia is determined by said State Law. If both in a relationship are legal consenting adults…neither can be a Pedophile. A minor must be involved for an accusation of Pedophilia to be leveled. WHAT? Oh for crying out loud! Alright…*sighs*.
Rosiedozzie thinks a 54 year old man marrying a 21 year old female is Pedophilia. Even though the age difference is 33 years…I have already proven that does not make the male a Pedophile…they are both legal sexually consenting adults. What you…Rosie…have bouncing around that noggin of yours is what I…The Heterosexual Professor…am going to christen…”Non-Prosecutable Pedophilia”…which will be referred to from this point on as “NPP”.
Wow…see…NPP is age sensitive! Even with two consenting adults…one will…in almost all cases…be determined a Pedophile…or…a “Non-Prosecutable Cougarism”… which will be referred to from this point on as “NPC”…~Rawr~! Are we sure…we really want…to start down this path? Really? It’s going to be very slippery slope!
A 33 year age difference…according to Rosie…constitutes a NPP…or…a NPC…~Rawr~. What about a 32 year age difference? What about a 31 year age difference? What about a 30 year age difference? What about a 29 year age difference? What about a 28 year age difference? What about a 27 year age difference? What about a 26 year age difference? What about a 25 year age difference? What about a 24 year age difference? What about a 23 year age difference? What about a 22 year age difference? What about a 21 year age difference? What about a 20 year age difference? What about a 19 year age difference? What about a 18 year age difference? What about a 17 year age difference? What about a 16 year age difference? What about a 15 year age difference? What about a 14 year age difference? What about a 13 year age difference? What about a 12 year age difference? What about a 11 year age difference? What about a 10 year age difference? What about a 9 year age difference? What about a 8 year age difference? What about a 7 year age difference? What about a 6 year age difference? What about a 5 year age difference? What about a 4 year age difference? What about a 3 year age difference? What about a 2 year age difference? What about a 1 year age difference? Are we going to get into hours…minutes and seconds? I think we must if we are going to level NPP and NPC…~Rawr~…charges.
And who is going to make this determination? Is NPP and NPC…~Rawr~…legislation going to be filed under my previously written (That should make Bruce happy) “Obamamate Bill”? (Still sounds like a coffee.) Of course the Government is going to be the entity that sets the limits…but then…one could no longer be a NPP…or…a NPC…~Rawr~…they would become prosecutable and everyone would default to Pedophiles and Cougars…~Rawr~.
The end game would simply be this…ones “True Walt F. Disney’s Walk In The Rain Live Love Laugh Soul Mate Dance Like There’s No Tomorrow Squirt Fairies Out Your Butt Surprise Me With Diamonds Sharing Smile You Dumb Ass”…LOVE…would need to be born in the same year…on the same day…hour…minute and second to avoid prosecution! HEY! DON’T GIVE UP LADIES…HE’S OUT THERE! DON’T SETTLE!!
And before I’m labeled insensitive…this all applies to the Homo Community as well…you would just add “Same Sex” to the titles of “Pedophile”…”Non-Prosecutable Pedophilia”…”Cougar” and “Non-Prosecutable Cougarism”…~Rawr~.
There…I think that answers your first question quite well RosieDozzie…I will answer to the others in a future post.
Michael…”…*Claps clapclapppingclaP clapCLAPclapclapCLap CLAP!*…”.
Mr. Tu….”Oh well done Sir!”.
The Heterosexual Professor…”…*Bows*…”.
The Line21:17 Sep 12 2011
Times Read: 824
I do not claim to know all the details of this…but…it was a news story I heard on the radio and I believe it. This follows right along with the insane society Amerika is becoming. Did I say…“Is becoming? Forgive me…the insane society Amerika HAS BECOME!
There is a group of Psychiatrists…and I’m more than willing to bet…Left Wing Left Coast Nutty Fruitcake Psychiatrists…that are going to create a new organization. Oh you sick fucks…I knew this was going to happen…I’ve written alluding to it and here it is. This new organization is being created to change the publics perception of…are you ready for this? Pedophiles! Yes…you read that correctly…PEDOPHILES!
The new “Term”…the “Politically Correct Term”…the “Socially Correct Term”…the “Fuzzy Friendly Warm Term” will be…”Minor Attracted”. That moniker doesn’t sound nearly as threatening as “Pedophile”…does it. “Oh….that’s just Henry…he’s Minor Attracted (Pedophile) you know…yes…we should have him over for dinner with the family…very chic’.”.
What? Oh I hear you like bees in my brain! “No…Fucking…Way…Mr….Tu! Society…Will…Never…Accept…Pedophiles…No…Matter…What…They…Are…Called!”. Oh really…*raises an eyebrow*? Well…I’m not so sure…let’s really look at this through the eyes of history…shall we?
Perhaps 60 to 70 years ago…at the very least my 54 year life time…Homosexuals enjoyed the same status as Pedophiles…oh…I’m sorry…the same status as the Minor Attracted (Pedophile) do today. Society in the main did not accept them…they were “Fags”…”Queers”. Ahhh ha ha ha…see? Do you see? I mystically felt you all bristle when I typed those words! Do you understand the manipulation? Huh? Do you? Now Homosexuals are…”Alternative Life Styled”…”Gay”…nice warm and fuzzy non-threatening terms. What has those new terms coupled with “New Organizations”…coupled with a media blitzkrieg…coupled with strategically placed Government Officials…done for homosexuals? Well…let me tell you.
Amerika now has Gay Pride Parades…Gay Educators…Gay Government Officials…Gay Special Interest Groups…Gay Television Shows…it’s against the law in some states to even use the terms I used in the prior paragraph…against the law? What happened to “Freedom of Speech”? It appears the “Homosexual Agenda” has even subverted that.
So…what makes you think that the “Minor Attracted (Pedophile) Agenda” won’t follow the same course? It will. The “Homosexual Agenda” has paved the way…the mass psychological media manipulation of society has enabled such a thing to come into being. Do you really think that “Minor Attracted Government Officials” couldn’t lower the consent age? Christ…in some states it’s already as low as 16…do you really think dropping that a few years would be difficult? Such a thing could probably happen without “John Q. Public” even knowing about it. They’ll just piggy back it on some other legislation…then you’ll have Henry diddling your 14 year old son…or…daughter…and be shielded by law! Could consent go as low as 12 years old? Well…why not? Think about this…
…right now children have their own “Rights”…right? One can’t paddle them…can’t discipline them almost in any way…children have their own “Special Interest Group” looking out for their “Rights”. All Billy…or…Mary…has to do is scream “Child Abuse” and Mommy and Daddy go to jail! Our society is giving naïve’ easily manipulated children all kinds of life altering “Rights”. 12 year old little Mary is already wearing lipstick and sexually suggestive clothing and as unbelievable as it is to me…little Mary…probably…is no longer a virgin.
Do you really think all this is that big of a stretch? Can’t happen? I assure you…it can. Perhaps in 60/70 years Amerika will be having “Minor Attracted Day Parades”…”Minor Attracted Television Shows” (What? All it has to do is be funny and cute.)…”Minor Attracted Government Officials” and it will be against the law to use the word…”Pedophile”.
Where is the line? Is there a line? When will Amerika go back to being America? When will the degrading of our society stop?
Is nothing sacred?
For those Psychiatrists that plan on doing this…fuck you.
Player21:50 Sep 09 2011
Times Read: 844
Now…I don’t know what the secular definition of a “Player”…or…if one’s Black…”Playah”…is. I have always thought it conveyed that one was using another for financial gain…a transaction of funds had to happen…and then…~poof~…one party vamoosed! “Ohhhh that son of a bitch!”.
HEY! Why isn’t there…”Ohhhh that daughter of a bitch!”? Why is this derogatory remark male oriented only? And even more odd is why…when one is angry with another…do they slander the mother? I doubt if Hitler’s mother was really a bitch…although it’s totally possible…but…it’s not like she could have decided what she was going birth…don’t blame her. Anyway…
…”Playeh”…see…I did a sneaky thing there…I combined the “White”…”Player”…and the “Black”…”Playah”…and created…”Playeh”! Yes…it does look Canadian…but…it’s not! It’s my fucking word and I say it’s not Canadian…”Playeh”! I’m merely trying to do my part…albeit small…in bringing the races together! Anyway…
…I am speaking about the “Playeh” in the matters of amour…online and in the real world…but…for yours truly…this means entirely the wasteland of…online. What? Hell yes it’s a wasteland! Here…let me give you a little taste of the female attitude…and yes…there would be exceptions to this…but…in the main…that means the majority…this is the attitude expressed…either covertly…or…in this case…overtly…by the following “REAL” excerpt from a female’s profile…
“Yes, yes, I know - you're different than all the rest. Your Mama raised you right. You never lie to a woman to get in her pants. You really ARE looking for a long term relationship. You aren't like the other shmucks on this site. You really ARE a nice guy. You even say so in your profile (insert eyeroll here). Blah, blah, freaking blah. You're also full of S H I T. So far you're all working from the same playbook. Trust me, I got your number. Save your words and put them into practice. THAT will set you apart.”…lovely…isn’t it? Anyway…
…”Playeh”…I’ll give you a personal example of what I am trying to convey. I recently stopped speaking with a woman that actually spoke with me…meaning…we traded more than one message/email. I know! I about fainted myself! SHE SPOKE WITH ME! MORE THAN ONE MESSAGE/EMAIL! Give me a moment…the astonishment has scrambled my mind…*taps fingers on desk*…alright…no no no…don’t be concerned…I’m fine now…anyway…
…during the exchange of multiple messages/emails I started to get a better idea of who she was…her ideals…attitudes…and I was really on the fence…of whether or not…I was interested in continuing the corresponding. It’s at this time she sent me…that! YES! The blog inspiring…”The Naked Nookie Incident”…photograph! Well…I’ll tell you right now…unashamed…that photograph blasted her off into the “Skankosphere” and I tucked tail and ran…I vamoosed… I was Bawny Fwank leaving a Honky Tonk…I stopped corresponding.
HEY! Does the “Honky” in “Honky Tonk” refer to “Whites”? A bar full of white red necks/people? “Honky Tonk”? Anyway…
…now…I am almost certain…in her world…this episode has labeled me a “Playeh”. I’m merely another pig male that maneuvered his way into her digital panties and…I…DID… NOT…ASK…FOR…THAT…PHOTOGRAPH! That was her idea…come on….you all know me…if I asked for a photograph…what would it have been of? Huh? WHAT?! CLEAVAGE! YEAH! NOT EVEN BARE BREASTS…CLEAVAGE! I have always admitted that I’m a cleavage junkie! Alright…I confess…I did ask for a cleavage photograph…I NEEDED A FIX! IT’S NOT MY FAULT! I WAS JONESING! I GOT A MONKEY ON MY BACK! Anyway…
…”Playeh”…does this episode make me a “Playeh”? NO! What constitutes a…“Playeh”…involves time…it takes time for that moniker to be accurate…it takes deceit…lies…a stringing along if you will. One can not be a…”Playeh”…after mere days…or…even weeks. This is discovery time…a “Getting to know you.”…time. ..and should one decide the other is not amourily cohesive…then…I think…they should be able to stop and not be labeled a…”Playeh”!
I’ve had women stop speaking with me and you know what? Huh? I know! Sure…I questioned their judgement…but…I didn’t think them…”Playehs”!
The Naked Nookie Incident23:31 Sep 07 2011
Times Read: 869
*Michael backs slowly away guarding his face with his arms and hands*
Michael…”WHAT…THE…FUCK…IS…THAT?!”.
Mr. Tu….”Oh dear Lord Sir…that is horrific!”
Michael…”ARE…THOSE…ARMS?!”
Arms? Michael?
Michael…”YEAH HP…does she have two sets of arms or are those legs?!”
Mr. Tu….”I have to admit…I am not sure myself…Sir?”.
Well…they must be legs gentlemen…*cocks head to one side*…no…not arms…those must be legs.”.
Mr. Tu….”Those…without a doubt…must be the skinniest legs I…have…ever…viewed.”.
Michael…”OMG…*stab points repeatedly*…is…THAT…A…NAKED NOOKIE?!”
Mr. Tu….”Perhaps in the most rudimentary sense…Michael.”.
Michael…”WHY…DID…SHE…SEND…US…THIS…HP?!”.
I don’t know Michael…Mr. Tu? You’re our resident “Whacko”…any thoughts?
Mr. Tu…”The female may have thought this…pose…European…or…perhaps she thought it mature…in any event…she thought said pose alluring.”.
Michael…”…*clamps hands over his eyes*…IT’S NOT IT’S NOT IT’S NOT IT’S NOT IT’S NOT!”.
Mr. Tu….”It does appear to be a…~Pit of Death~…are you confident those are legs…Sir?”.
Well if they’re not…she must walk around like a spider!
Michael…”…*SCREAMS!*…”.
Mr. Tu….”…*wiggles fingers on top Michael’s head to simulate spider legs*…The Spider Nookie is coming to get you retard… The Spider Nookie … The Spider Nookie … The Spider Nookie!”.
Michael…”STOP IT STOP IT STOP IT STOOOOOP IT!!…*falls to the ground and curls up in the fetal position and continues screaming*…TURN IT OFF TURN IT OFF!”.
Mr. Tu…”…*chortling*…You should really put that photograph into the Recycle Bin and delete…Sir…I think it is scaring the lad…and to be honest…it truly is horrific.”.
Of course Mr. Tu…I wasn’t about to waste Hard Drive space.
Michael…”…*weakly groans from the fetal position*…Maybe we’re looking at it wrong and that’s her butt hole?”.
Mr. Tu….”Although not a classic example…I am sorry to say…that is a Naked Nookie my little demon”,
Michael…”…*wreaths and groans*…”.
Do you think she sends this to others and actually gets compliments Mr. Tu?
Mr. Tu…”I do not see how…Sir…*flares cape…leans down…wiggles fingers on Michael’s head again and whispers*…~ The Spider Nookie~…”.
Michael…”…*SCREAMS!*…”.
(My apologies for not being able to supply the photograph…you wouldn’t have believed it anyway!)
Proper Brassiere Removal 01 Class 223:06 Sep 02 2011
Times Read: 888
*A bell finishes ringing.*.
Good evening again my two favorite pupils!
Michael…”We LOVE this class hp!”
Mr. Tu….”Good evening Sir!”.
Michael…”I did all my homework HP!”.
I didn’t assign any homework Michael.
Michael…”I know HP…I did some anyway!”.
I’m sure you did Michael…now take your seats and let’s begin…we have a lot to cover…or should I say…uncover!
Michael…”Ah ha ha ha haaaaaa!”.
Mr. Tu….”Ohhhh good one Sir!…~chortles~”.
*The Heterosexual Professor points and clicks his remote…~click~.*
Slide 2 shows a great example of a Front Hooked Brassiere. I suspect these brassieres are purchased by women that value their time…in a hurry…no time for hooking…rotating around their bodies…pulling up…tucking orbs…then slipping on the straps. Such women merely want to slip…snuggle…hook…then be finished with the whole business.
I also suspect women who purchase this brassiere have had a lifetime of clumsy lovers…a stumblebum with terrible dexterity…in essence…an oaf. They needed a brassiere their man could operate.
And lastly…purchasing a brassiere such as this could imply the woman adores having her orbs plundered as soon as possible! Now that’s our kind of woman…right boys?!
Michael…”Fuckin’ A Right HP!”.
Mr. Tu….”That is a certainty Sir!”.
Michael…your critique please.
Michael…”…*Michael stands…thoughtfully holds his chin*…I like boobs!”.
Yes Michael…very good…Mr. Tu…regale us with insight…if you will?
Mr. Tu….”With pleasure Sir…thank you…*stands and flares cape*. Stellar choice on the Slide Sir…white…white conveys purity and what better to hold those lust inspiring orbs? White adds a slight corrupting to the pleasure…a taking of virginity…in a sense. White is the color of Angels and quite appropriate for the most heavenly objects on the planet. A white brassiere…*sighs*…such makes me positively giddy.
Now the design of this brassiere is magnificent! Once again the flowered pattern plays Peek-A-Boo with the underlying flesh on the outer section of the cups. An opaque promise of sweet soft mouthfuls of sin…*trembles*…please Sir…give me a moment.”.
I understand Mr. Tu…please…whenever you’re ready.
Mr. Tu….”…*grooowls low*…*vigorously shakes head*…*hisssssses*...*grooowls low*…”.
Are you alright Mr. Tu?
Mr. Tu….”I am fine Sir…*shakes head*…thank you for asking. Now…as I was saying…one striking attribute of this model is the direct path the design cuts…between the opaque floral design and the solid white fabric…straight across the female’s nipples…thus…leaving half of each said nipple slightly exposed. I find this quite titillating…*sits*…”
Michael…”Ahhh ha ha haaa…TITillating!”.
Mr. Tu….”…*flicks Michael’s ear*…~THWACK~…Knock if off retard.”.
Michael…”OWWWwwwwWW!…*vigorously rubs ear*.”.
Again great insight Mr. Tu…your grasp of aesthetics never cease to amaze! Let’s now discuss removal and usage.
Michael…”…*Bounces in his seat and waves hand frantically*…Ooo…Ooo…Ooo!”.
*The Heterosexual Professor and Mr. Tu exchange a glance.*.
Michael…”…*Continues bouncing in his seat while waving hand frantically*…Ooo…Oooo…Oooo!”.
Mr. Tu…”Allow me Sir.”
Yes…please do Mr. Tu.
Michael…”…*crosses arms and scowls*…”.
Mr. Tu….”…*stands and tosses cape over one shoulder*…Removal for this model begs the same as the Gold Standard…while not being able to use the “Old-Flip-A-Roo”…both hand techniques can still be effective with a few minor adjustments. With this model…with both techniques…I suggest straddling the female’s pelvic region to establish…undeniably…the “Master” status.
While positioning denies pushing the female’s face into a lush pillow…using the “One Hand Technique”…I urge holding her slender throat with one’s free hand as…of course…the other expertly opens the brassiere…always showcase one’s abilities gentlemen…always!”.
Michael…”Is this why Ed doesn’t like boobs Mr. Tu? Is he a fumblebum?”. (Facebook reference.)
Mr. Tu….”…*gestures with a shrug*…That could very well be…Michael…perhaps poor dexterity accounts for his unthinkable distaste of the most tasty of orbs…let me continue…
*The Heterosexual Professor nods in agreement.*.
…with the “Two Hand Technique” a very…very…special moment will present itself…*flares cape*…as one takes separate sides of the brassiere and yanks them to the center forcefully…the female’s orbs will nestle…they will swell…come together splendidly. One may want to play for a few moments and repeat this action…it…is…breath…taking! This technique also allows for a spectacular finish…opening the brassiere in a “Theater Curtain” fashion…I suggest a slow even drawing to the sides…*shivers*.
Of course after executing either technique…the brassiere can then be pushed up the female’s arms and be used as additional binding…or…a possible blindfold…*sits*…”.
Michael…”…*Bounces in his seat and waves hand frantically*…Ooo…Ooo…Ooo!”.
Very well thought out Mr. Tu…thank you! You are a master in the ways of amour! Michael…*raises an eyebrow*…you have something to add?
Michael…”Well…what I’m thinking is sneaking up behind the chick…*tip toes across the auditorium*…grab her from behind…*makes awkward grabbing motions*…then I would unhook the bra…pull it behind her fast and re-hook it…then her arms would be tied and…*shrugs*…I could do whatever I wanted.”.
*The Heterosexual Professor and Mr. Tu look at each other in astonishment!*.
OUTSTANDING MICHAEL! I am impressed! Mr. Tu?
Mr. Tu….”I am speechless Sir…speechless…*pats Michael on the head*…well done.”.
Michael…”…*beams*…”.
I think our little beast is growing up Mr. Tu.
Mr. Tu…”Even a broken clock is right twice a day…Sir.”
Good point Mr. Tu. I think on this high note we’ll adjourn…next we will dissect “The Strapless Brassiere”. CLASS DISMISED!
*With a swirl of his cape Mr. Tu vanishes*
*Michael runs to the Parietal Lobe*
Proper Brassiere Removal 0100:13 Sep 01 2011
Times Read: 726
*The Heterosexual Professor enters the auditorium and walks briskly to the podium.*
Good evening gentlemen!
Michael…”Hey HP!”
Mr. Tu….”Good evening Sir!”
Tonight we will be discussing brassieres and the proper removal thereof. We’ll debate the aesthetics…the pros and cons…multiple uses and the overall effectiveness of provocation. We will delve deep into the conscious and subconscious preoccupation the male of the specie has with what I will claim at this juncture is absolutely…positively…with out question…The Greatest Invention of Mankind! Let us begin!
*The Heterosexual Professor points and clicks his remote…~click~.*
As you can see here with Slide1…we have the “Gold Standard”…a back hooked with shoulder straps brassiere. Mr Tu…your thoughts?
Mr. Tu….”…*Stands and flares cape*…I adore the pink color…although…truly…black would be more to my personal liking and I love the intricate lace working around the outer edge of the cups…very nice…very nice indeed. How the lacework plays Peek-A-Boo with the underlying flesh produces a intense desire to nuzzle and I do find the pulling to the center design quite alluring…the lifting…and if I may use the word…”snuggles”…those most tasty of orbs…*flares cape and sits*.
Outstanding Mr. Tu! I knew I could count on you for eloquent…thoughtful…observations. Now…let’s discuss proper removal.
Michael…”…*Bounces in his seat and waves hand frantically*…Ooo…Oooo…Oooo.”.
Yes Michael…your thoughts?
Michael…”…*Leaps from his seat and starts gyrating and grinding his hips in a lewd manner*…RIP IT OFF! RIP IT OFF RIP IT OFF!”.
Mr. Tu….”…*Slaps Michael’s head.*…Knock if off retard…Sir…if I may?”.
Please Mr. Tu…but it is difficult to argue with Michael’s methology.
Mr. Tu…”Yes Sir…the little demon does have a natural instinct for these things…but…his methodology overlooks many subtle nuances and uses.”.
Well said Mr. Tu…please…expound.
*Michael sits entranced by Slide1*.
Mr. Tu….”…*Flares cape*…The first nuance being overlooked by merely ripping the brassiere from the female’s body…is…how her breasts naturally rise to one’s face as one reaches under her back to open the brassiere’s hooks…the arching of her back…so very submissive…*trembles*. I find the fingers pinching open those hooks very satisfying…the perceived “Pop”…the titillating nippular ecstasy to come…the anticipation…Sir.
Should one wish to lengthen said anticipation I like to use…what I call…”The Old Flip-A-Roo”. With this maneuver one takes the female’s arm…forcefully…and “Flips” her onto her soft belly. Then once flipped…straddles her buttocks region and establishes himself in the command position…*wipes blood sweat from face*…*flares cape again*…Now that one has confirmed who is…“Master”…there are two acceptable brassiere removal techniques.
The first is “The Single Hand Technique”. Only using one hand…pinch those hooks open one at a time…use this technique to showcase expertise…to enhance the already established “Master” status…it’s flashy…this technique will confirm in the female’s mind coming satisfaction (Pushing her face into the pillow with the unused hand optional.). After opening I recommend a slow dragging of one’s nose down the female’s spine and accented with a firm bite on her buttocks.
*Michael squirms in his seat.*.
The second acceptable removal technique is “The Two Hand Technique”. With this…one will not have to worry about the face pushing issue. One procures a separate side of the brassiere’s strap in each hand and roughly pulls them together. This will automatically open said brassiere and it also establishes…“Master”…status…I have found such will drive that point home quite nicely. I find this maneuver satisfyingly forceful and again…a slow dragging of one’s nose…or nails…down the female’s back…accented with a firm bite on her buttocks…recommended.
Now one flips the female back…again forcefully…then decides the proper use of the unfettered brassiere.”.
Well now…Mr. Tu…BRAVISIMO! Your thoughts on usage?
Mr. Tu….”Well Sir…even I…your most excellent Vampire…can at times be a tad bit absentminded and in the rush to hunt find himself unprepared…pockets void of my favorite silk ties. So…an unfettered brassiere can make for great bindings…securing a female’s wrists to a headboard…or…perhaps…a table leg. Why it could even suffice as a blindfold if that was one’s wishes…of course…an unfettered brassiere as a blindfold might give them an insectile appearance.”
Very good Mr. Tu…but…after a removal of a brassiere I doubt attention would be in the female’s face region.
Mr. Tu….”True Sir…I acquiesce to your solid…Spock-esque…logic.
Well…*Looks at watch*…this class has run longer than expected. We will have to wait and discuss the last three …The Font Hooked…The Strapless…and The Free Floating brassieres over the course of the next number of classes. Mr. Tu…Michael…excellent points made…CLASS DISMISSED!
Mr. Tu….”…*Flares cape*…”.
Michael…”…*Runs*…”.
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