Ok so could somebody phuleez tell me where the fuck all the real men have gone?! I mean its like I woke up and *BAM* they had all packed their bags and left – immigrated perhaps to like Australia to go and impress and swoon all the Sheilas over there!
What in zi fuck ever happened to a guy actually being a guy and doing all the ground work? When did tarts and men swap roles?! WHEN?! I mean sure yes fine I can see all the men going well you girls wanted your liberal feminist freedom and so now you can’t bloody well have everything. WRONG! Of course we can, we are tarts and deserve to be treated as well blessings and gifts really… To think otherwise just goes to prove my theory that men just don’t know how to be men or at least play the dating game like they used to…
I must have seriously missed this non-real-men are persona non grata memo and I think I might even be in a mild state of shock over this realization (something which came to me on my way to the bacon making factory aka work)… And if I am right, why the fuck haven’t fellow tarts called a state of emergency yet?
My recent dealings with Audi-boy only go to further prove my state of utter disbelief… Now I am a tart who hates, absolutely loathes people that say they will do something and then don’t – rather just shut the fuck up and keep merrily on your way soldier! I warn countless people of this trait of mine but they never take me seriously and so now Audi-boy is no longer a feature in my life. You disobey, you get cut – it’s just that fucking simple… Butter bing, butter boom!
But I digress. The point is that he just wasn’t the guy guy that all us tarts enjoy swooning over – don’t get me wrong the man had a body that I would eat food off but when did being a slight meterosexual become a description for being a fucking women. Have some cahonies, take the initiative and do what your ancestors have been doing for years! Tarts still want their men to do all the chasing and pursuing etc (and don’t gimme that scheit about that stoopid fucking book of he’s just not that into you – men of today don’t know what the bloody phrase into you means!)
From the very fucking scary posie that this tart now sits in – and believe me it ain’t no high horse posie either – I have completely lost faith in the men of today! Bunch of fake Louis Vuittons!!!
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