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Is it me or are most men really just stupid?
I go through phases where I think perhaps I am just too picky; too opinioned, too demanding and my expectations are too high. In reality my expectations are pretty basic, I want to be treated with respect and I do not feel I need to engage in sex talk with a stranger in order to procure a date. I do not want to be leered at, or spoken to inappropriately. I do not need your advice, stranger, or your help or your penis, in that order. I am attracted to polite respectful men, who understand that attraction must be established before any common ground can occur, in all aspects of life. Asking me what kind of undies I wear is irrelevant. My undies do not define me.
Every year I feel the need to perhaps mate insofar as I am capable so I will join a dating site to see if things have changed. This much is true, nothing ever changes in the world of man. Within seconds of creating a profile I am bombarded with horny men, and the only exception out of thirty I chatted with who was not, in my opinion, a complete moron was one twenty eight year old male, who actually thought my opinion of the men my age on the site was sadly accurate. Is it an age thing? Truly older men are the most pathetic desperate of men, not only thinking of sex every 52 seconds but believing, based on nothing more than the age of their penis perhaps, that they no longer live in a world where there is any form of etiquette.
A typical conversation with one of these men is unimaginative and predictable. They want to meet of course whether they are looking for a one night stand or something ongoing, but they will, they must, they are compelled to, by fact of owing said penis, establish the possibility of sex minutes into the conversation. If I had a dollar for every man I have patiently explained the mating ritual where females are concerned to, and been basically ignored, I would be rich.
It is somewhat disheartening to say the least, to be a well rounded, well traveled, cute and fun woman, who is basically resigned to never date again, by example set over and over again my men.
So let me outline this one last time.
- Most women do not want to talk about sex with strangers. Of course there are some horny nasty women out there also. To each their own.
- How wild I may or may not be in bed depends on an attraction you are too stupid to want to spend any time procuring.
- I do not want to see a picture of your ugly little penis, or you butt hole, or youre so called muscles, and more importantly why do you think I do?
- The second I add you to my MSN, mistakenly suspecting you may be normal, I do not want to send you sexy or semi naked shots of myself.
- Just because I am looking for something casual and ongoing does not mean I am a pig or a pervert like you, it means I am looking for a connection and the end result will be the above.
- Have you ever heard of romance or even better yet, interesting conversation? Humor? Witty repertoire? Meeting for coffee?
- Did it ever occur to you, or your penis, that if you are charming, cute and fun, that the woman may actually have erotic thoughts of you, and the end result will be fun.
- Do not ask me if I like good sex, and when I answer no I like crappy sex act all confused. Have you ever heard of sarcasm?
- I am sure you are very proud of you supposed giant cock, what was it you said, extremely large in girth and length, and wondering my preference to such a cock, and when I answer no I like little tiny cocks again you seem confused. See sarcasm above.
Perhaps some women are meant to be single. I do not know how to want a man so badly that I overlook being disrespected. And the celibacy continues. Maybe I can break a record!!
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