i sent ck a note on his FB announcement... ie. that he's married and what do i send to him in return? this note... "congratulations...dude... first of many days of certainty and joy. you want happiness go fuck a hooker... =) lol..." that was mean and funny at the same time.
women expect and want too much from the guys. i had a discussion the other day and i stand by it. men and women have such different expectations... men look up to "the man", that tent pole of lust and domination, that conquering fuck of all he surveys. women think, i suspect, that all men or the lot of them are just that.
can i burst that bubble of shit? i only know of one guy who's reputation exceeds him, and he's nicely locked away in sabah until he feels like taking a trip on airasia for some peninsular pussy. most of my guy friends are relatively pussy whipped and quite bunch of good boyfriends and husbands. that's why the prevailing male movie fantasy is to be "the man", the alpha dogg, squadron commander flashheart type. cos' face it men are by and large creatures of habit and routine.
the ladies on the other hand, i think have very varied love lives. just as a comparison, up to the point of going with mickey's ex, i gather from the lad that his ex had clocked up a fair number of boyfriends, maybe 6 deliberately serious ones, while the green horn in mickey had only managed 1 other relationship. with an age difference of 6 years, between him and her no way he's gonna catch up. after breaking up, she was back in the game within a year, and with 2 very interesting blokes, he could only let out a sigh and reflect on managing only 1 after a barren 3 years. it took him that long to get back into the groove.
when you really think about think about, most of lady friends you or i will ever know, have had and will have really amorous love lives, it's only a matter of time. nobody needs to dial up the numbers... just look at the many movies out there these days that perpetuate the opposite of it.
any lad's teen or guy gets girl movie will often feed the fantasy of the trophy girl... or woman (if you really want to be tetchy about it). that purity, that "i'm so nice, i'm not a bunny but i fuck like one" schtick. it's the complete opposite of real life...(or is it? - the eternal optimist strikes) the guy's always promiscous and the girl's always the angel.... not necessarily the virgin... hollywood's waaay past that complex.
so the reality of it is scary, i just sat over a dump and realised that most women i'm going to meet are never going to be virgins, or handmaiden's to be sacrificed for more rain, but plain interesting women. they may be ugly, but most of them are quite interesting nevertheless. while on the other hand, the ladies ought to realise that most guys, aren't the horn dogs you thought of them to be.
they just figure out that special move, that special something... i dunno, like a ferengi ear lobe massage, and stick to it... like sports and games... you keep it simple and get good at it... and they will cum back for more... (ha ha.... cum and back... in the same sentence).
yes there is also a sizeable minority (49.9999999% to the nth) that fit the mold on the fantasy... but from what i've seen, the former's usually case....
if you're a feminist, you need not point out to me the fact that hollywood is a male conspiracy.... i would agree with you, but this is not about the deification of women, but simply the understanding that you get what you deserve... and it's a reflection of what is out there. if you want to make a difference switch to discovery or animal planet.
i know a couple of close friends who've frequented bordellos. they're still well adjusted fellas, and now most of them are married or in a long relationship. so what's the difference between joy and happiness... i first read of it in stephen covey's 7 Habits book and there's this article which explains it... good fortune, huh... if you got the money to spare, give it to apple at hotel the world. but if you really want to get freaky get a relationship.
i watched "the girlfriend experience" about 2 weeks back. did i like it? not really. i had to switch it off half way through. instead i flipped on "lesbian vampire killers" and finished it. TGE was harrowing and stupid at the same time. if i didn't know better i'd swear, stephen got a really great lay from sasha, and being all that with that "unique business acumen" of hers... she managed to get the sod(-erbergh) to bankroll this exercise in narcissism.
i, along with most of the male population of this planet have known sasha for a very long time. but if skinny tart is your flavour then go ahead. give me annette schwarz or belladona any day. real women going about they're own thing and not giving a shit what anybody else has to say... sasha's a real diva. it's amazing that people dig TGE. LVK on the other hand was so bad, it may even be good, but for the strong and prevalent use of final cut pro and bad scripting... i got no issues with FCP but moderation and invention, is the key....
if there was ever a porn star role model for the ordinary joe, it would have gone hands down to the ugliest son of a bitch, ron jeremy. a fat hairy dong who hung out with the best.... i mean you only have to watch him to know that he gives hope to millions where there once was none. if you ever felt down, all you gotta to do is watch ron get it on and you will feel like a million bucks. i mean, if he can, you can...anybody can. just stay away from my dog, you sicko... and my pet goldfish, too.
on the flip side, there's rocco siffredi for me. with rocco, he's the guy everybody wants to be. he gets the girls, all of them. he's known to be rough.. very rough, but you can't fault the guy if the ladies return for repeat performances. he's virile and energetic and quite possibly a hard worker.
so if i had a choice it would have been ron for inspiration and rocco for setting the bar. the former is a premium and it still is, the latter i can do without some days. the argument for or against pornography has become so pedantic and stale, it's amazing how it's become part of mainstream pop culture, and boring. because after clocking all the hours you could sit yourself through, you get hit with the cold hard bitch steel called life... and she's still sitting there. there's nothing you can do about it.
anyway, if you find a girl who's as freaky as you are, don't let her go. i often get asked the question, "am i picky?" or as a statement, "oh, you're just choosy.", but i'm not, really. i just have an inbuilt sense of what i drives me and it changes from day to day. some days, i'm forgiving, and other days i'm so bloody cerewet. but most days, "i love who you are, i love you ain't". you gotta look for that silver lining. life's really shitty and it's gonna beat you down... and if you can't find it, go give it a 2nd chance.
... until next time... kill the lights and pray you don't see daylight.... or you could get some.
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