Okay, I am back once again. Three posts in three days for the first time in a long time, mostly because I took today off to handle some things. However, I need to put some things out there about some points of contention or interest for me:
To People I Ever Work With: It is none…and I mean NONE OF YOUR FUCKING BUSINESS WHAT I DO WITH MY FUCKING DAY OFF. I don’t ask where YOU GO because nine times out of ten I couldn’t give a shit. It is your damn life, not mine and I don’t care what you do with it. People at a job act like taking a day off means you are pissed off and looking for someplace else like going on a vacation to find another mate. However, we arent fucking married so stay out of my business. Pay me and you don’t have to worry about whether I am looking somewhere else. Food for fucking thought. As far as I am concerned, working takes away from my day off time and NOT the other way around. All these days working are cutting into my gaming and fapping.
So what I DID do with my day off is play the Resident Evil 5 demo for the X-Box 360. All I have to say is…WHY IN THE FUCK CAN’T MOVE AND SHOOT AT THE SAME FUCKING TIME?! I mean is Leon so paralyzed by fear after being chased by zombies and giant miscellaneous multi-legged creatures that he still can’t move backward while shooting? Hell, name ONE GAME where you can’t move while shooting and we accept it except for the Resident Evil series? I mean when I think of shooting zombies I would have to stay stationary, too. If I wanted to get eaten like an all lesbian gangbang. Man…I am on my game this week.
On another note, I want to quickly talk about something to the ladies out there. I know that you all think that you look fabulous because…no one has the guts to tell you that you don’t. However, women need to understand that just because you wear it doesn’t make it hot. Now I must be in the minority of males that actually believes that dressing in a manner that doesn’t include sandals, baggy jeans, a Chris Brown (IT IS SO STILL FUNNY!), any sort of trucker hat, a shirt with the collar up or hair gel (Which screams well past queer) is preferred. So I know that my opinion doesn’t matter to you women and odds are you don’t read my blog because you can’t read so this isn’t for you anyway. It has to be said that there are a large percentage of women that can’t dress themselves. They are kind of like children being able to choose their wardrobe for the first time without a parents guiding eye for matching color schemes.
GREEN SHIRT! RED PANTS! ORANGE SOCKS! MY LITTLE PONY SHOES! IT IS LIKE CHRISTMAS AT HASBRO’S HOUSE AT HALLOWEEN!
I know that may SEEM like an exaggeration but have you seen what women consider “fashionable” now days?:
First off…no. No one is rolling up the newspaper and whacking women on the nose and saying “NO! THAT DOES NOT LOOK GOOD! BAD WOMAN! BAD!” because that is what needs to happen. Black people did it to thugs (For the most part. I mean we let them have their bad fashion but we just don’t let them in anywhere dressed like a damn fool) and now women need to curb the behavior of their lesser fashion-inclined sisteren (Like brethren but not). I need to place this task on you because:
1. They Don’t Listen To Me: My experience has taught me that no matter how right I am when telling someone, especially women about what they are doing incorrectly they literally do the exact opposite of the logical decision. I believe it is out of spite because after the fact they are all upset about it but at the same time I just don’t have the wherewithal to do it.
2. Men Won’t Say Anything: You see; men are like dogs in one way and one way only. They can be driven by only primal thought when it comes to women because they care not about what is on the outside. They care about what is on the inside and it is usually pink…or brown if you are some kind of SICK FREAK. Like an dog will forget that there is a leash around its neck when it runs back and forth to chase a car, a dumb man (About 80% of the population of men with about 5%-7% being gay which leaves the men that WILL say something in a very grand minority) will ignore the fact that a woman looks like a whore that was vomited by HR Puffenstuff on an wild trip because if he says she looks good, women are not bright enough to see though that ruse of say what you want to get you to give it up. Ladies…it isn’t science. It’s called lying. For as skilled as you THINK you are at it you figure you would see though them more often.
3. No One Was There To Teach Them: You see, I got my fashion sense from Carlton Banks and Miami Vice. I think I turned out alright, solely for the fact that a lot of those kick ass suits and sweaters aren’t in my size. Who did women have teaching them about fashion during their formative years? The Bratz:
Yeah…no. I think my work here is done.
Now don’t get me wrong. I am no Versace, if for nothing that I am straight and not dead. But I think I have a pretty good fashion sense (I went through my pink phase and my jersey phase prior so I have had my fashion misfit moments. And then there was the shag haircut and the S-Curl…man, I was fly!) enough to at least know that there are a lot of women out there that cant dress. What is even WORSE is that I sit back and critique women (And mens) clothing like some cake eating friend of Dorothy. Seeing as how a lot of you thought I was gay…and you all can go to fucking hell and die…if knowing that a belt is used for a function of holding up pants AND a transition of the outfit (AND SHOULD MATCH EITHER THE SHOES OR SOCKS AT LEAST! GOD I HATE WOMEN!) then give me a pink umbrella crank up the Weather Girls because the forecast says it is about to be wet…BECAUSE IT’S MANDAMONIUM:
Pfft, liking “It’s Raining Men” doesn’t make you gay. Liking “In The Navy” makes you gay, boy! And I hate that song! Now if you excuse me, I have to hope and dream that by next week I will hear the good news that will have me maybe…just maybe…defying gravity:
Totally straight, peeps. Totally straight.
I will try to be back up tomorrow. Until then, stay up.
Chachi Out
