Wednesday, May 30, 2007

 

Men are fucking cunts

I am totally and utterly sick of men, and no I am not coming on. When they are born, baby men piss in your face at every nappy change. When they are older they sometimes ask you to piss in their faces - which might be entertaining if it weren't utterly fucking odd as all get out - but generally men continue to piss on women, with their selfish, self-obsessed, whining, selfish, self-centred, fucking self-regarding, self-absorbed, selfish, fucking cuntery.

Men who seem exciting quickly turn into the most tedious slipper-toting bores - yapping on about machines, or buying and selling things for a ludicrously small amount of profit or loss on some gay online auction. Men who once admired provocative and exciting clothing on the female form will soon tent their wives in ghastly fat- face rugby shirts and comfortable jeans in a weak, Turkish bid to keep other men away. My sister Maud had a boyfriend who was desperate to get her to wear dungarees, DUNGAREES - the lesbian wardrobe staple- to hide her legs away from other leering males, and I had one who used to try and shove me into Laura Ashley, and liked round toed shoes. Needless to say those two aren't on the scene any more.

And then there are the biscuit restrictors- men who lack will-power and fuss about their weight, who can't bear to see anyone else tucking into a hob nob. Even women like me who eat their own weight in chips and pies and chocolate and remain skinny and never, ever go on about being fat or eating healthily, can get a biscuit restrictor hovering frantically, ready to whip the packet away and hide it - just so they, the pathetic males, can eat the biscuits later and then beat themselves up in a frenzy of weak-willed self-hatred. I fucking hate men who whine about their weight it is just beyond gay. Be a fat bastard - or don't be one - I don't care. Just don't tell everyone else what they should be eating as some of us want to eat things we like - rather than fucking lettuce.

And then there are those awful cockmongers who enter into toxic relationships with women, where each party removes a right from the other - like a vile, restrictive game of Jenga: "I don't want you seeing so and so". "Right, then I don't want you going to the football". "Okay, well then in that case, I don't want you to go out with people from work if there are men there". "Fine, well as long as you are happy not to go on the golf weekend then that's fine by me". "Okay - but you aren't wearing those shoes outside of the bedroom" and on and fucking on until both parties are boxed in and as miserable as sin, and all that remains is for them to stare at each other until they die of boredom - occasionally breaking the deathly monotony with a trip to B and Q to buy a stone ornament for the garden, or painting the bedroom a slightly different colour.

Worst of all are those fucking dickheads who won't tell you what is wrong - I absolutely loathe those cunts. "What's wrong?" you ask them "Nothing" they say. If I wanted to have that kind of conversation, I'd hang around a girls' school playground. Fucking nonces.
Noreen

Update!!!
This man isn't a cunt - go read him. Deep and thoughtful debate on my favourite subject.
http://youjustdontknowjack.blogspot.com/

Comments:
I love the phrase "vile, restrictive game of Jenga". Simply brilliant! Prosaic genius, I daresay!
 
Much better reply: 'What's wrong?' 'Mind your own fucking business.'
 
did you not get your hole recently or wha?
 
And what about Ballbag, the old cunt?
 
don't forget about the cunts who whine and listen to morrissey like they have pussies and hormones. morrissey cd's should come free with castration devices.
 
I don't know where you live, but it sounds like a god-awful place. Last time I was in Britain, it was uniformly depressing. Perhaps you would consider America? They wear their weight with a lot of pride around here. And pretty much whatever a woman does is empowering, so you won't be getting any criticism or restrictions.

Everybody sane should leave that cursed, wet island. There is no hope for anyone on it.
 
So, does this mean you're switching teams, or what?
 
The main problem is the lack of violence in modern society. Back in the good old days the guys could get together, go to the next village along, beat the crap out of them and take their women and gold. This was good because of burning off energy, getting away from the womenfolk for a bit, and 'cos chicks like guys who are good at applied violence. Because this is no longer considered fashionable behaviour, guys have to do pathetic things like watching sports, buying stocks, worrying about their weight, and home improvement instead.
 
Yes.
What ever happend to the goog ol' days of Rape and Pilliage?
 
CS - I don't know. I was hoping that John Major's "Back to Basics" idea would include some of that stuff, but he started going on about cricket and warm beer instead for some reason.
 
Good title Noreen. 'Men are fucking cunts'. Yep, thats pretty much what we heterosexual men aspire to.
Worry about my weight indeed. As if.
Did someone really try to get your sister in dungarees?
Personally I like women to wear short skirts and stockings if they have nice legs. Never ask a man what is wrong. He is usually thinking, why won't this dizzy tart wear short skirts and stockings and sit on my face anymore.
 
I don't know when I've been so turned on by the internet. This blog is like electronic Viagra. Noreen, for the love of God come to America and have my retarded baby. We'll have to tell my wife you're the au pair, but since you have an accent that shouldn't be too far-fetched.
 
Seems some bloke failed to live up to Noreen's expectations.

Again.

""What's wrong?" you ask them "Nothing" they say."

Usually, there really IS nothing wrong. Men: one mood, all the time. If there's something wrong, you'll hear more about it than you really wanted.

(So tell us more about Maud - is she hot?)
 
bile is happiness personified
 
men are fucking cunts. Noreen is right. and Jack is a fucking idiot (read that crap! it's shit!)
 
I don't like fucking lettuce either.
 
Switch-hitters men are the biggest cunts I know of... I am one so I should know, but with a man, I want a man who's a fucking man, not some cunt who wants me to simulate their 'old lady' fantasy when I go both ways because I like both sexes for what they are... I mean, I may love the prostate stimulation that a big male dick provides but I am not a faggot. In fact, it tastes better when a woman comes but who am I a switch hitter (with a lizard tongue I might add) to bitch right. As a bi dude, I have to say the right shaped fucking dick can hit the right spot but if some manly fucking faggot (a rare existence) or desperate hetero, seeking admiration or suffering from some rejection issue or dom direction or better head or anal needs to get that I am not a bitch, I am bi and unless you are a real deal femdomme, I will fuck you up and turn you back into the homophobe that you were before you stimulated my prosrate gland and got me off and felt that you were some hetero that changed my life because I fed you the belief that my prostate fetish made me a fag and all when in fact you were some breeder with a big dick that hit the prostate better than some domme with a dildo did. HOMOPHOBIA, the epitome of a true sadist's prey. Your dick felt good but your ex girlfriends cum tasted better, so if you want admiration, you better suck my dick better than her, faggot!!!!!
 
ahhh a woman's ignorance, shut up you fool. It is scientific fact that men have larger brains than woman so shut up and make by breakfast!
 
Men have many faults, but women have just two

everything they SAY

and everything they DO

Fookoff!
 
You ain't half funny....
 
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