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Women Declare No Substitute For Evening Alone With A Bodice Ripper, A Half Gallon Of Chocolate Ice Cream, And A Knobby Vibrator

By Ceffer following x   2017 Dec 11, 3:20pm 566 views   13 comments   watch   sfw   quote     share    


http://www.dailymail.co.uk/femail/article-5168717/Women-going-wild-relatable-Cat-Person-New-Yorker-story.html
Creepy man intimidates poor, helpless waif into sex on first date. New Yorker IHL dominated rag writes fem victim masterpiece!

#humor
1   TwoScoopsPlissken   ignore (0)   2017 Dec 11, 3:26pm   ↑ like (0)   ↓ dislike (0)     quote      

Strong, Independent Women should be protected from awkward, poor kissing and sex.

Of course, this has nothing to do with us, and more about women weeding out low-value males.
2   Ceffer   ignore (1)   2017 Dec 11, 3:44pm   ↑ like (1)   ↓ dislike (0)     quote      

"You're a Low Value ASSHOLE! You can struggle to please ME, pay my way, and buy me lots of shit, but don't expect nookie, orbiting-wallet jerk off!"

"Oh, and expect LOTS AND LOTS of shit testing to explore the boundaries of your male unworthiness and masochistic adhesion to belittlement and castration!"

This is how we need to educate our women. Wait, they are already like that! The girl who wrote the article must be a shill for a mail order bride.
3   Heraclitusstudent   ignore (1)   2017 Dec 11, 3:50pm   ↑ like (0)   ↓ dislike (0)     quote      

anonymous says
Just before they have bad sex, she decides she doesn't want to do it. But because she fears his reaction if she pulls the breaks, she goes through with it.

'The thought of what it would take to stop what she had set in motion was overwhelming; it would require an amount of tact and gentleness that she felt was impossible to summon,' the piece reads.

Yeah yes so? she makes a decision that having sex is easier than to say no. But then her decision is either the guy's fault, or the society that made her do it.
And of course at no point on the way to that instant did she have any choice. She texted and worked on being liked. She got bought a dinner. She went home with the guy.
But it's well known women have no liberties and no agency.
4   TwoScoopsPlissken   ignore (0)   2017 Dec 11, 4:31pm   ↑ like (1)   ↓ dislike (0)     quote      

So much fucking crazy today.

We had a former Miss USA complain she was being sized up like so much meat, then said "I was Naked ... under a robe". None of the Newsreaders thought that oxymoron was laughable. I'm naked right now. Under a T-shirt and pair of khakis and underwear. Meghan Kelly, the host, posed in lingerie for a magazine shoot.

And damn, who enters a beauty contest just to be sized up from head to toe? OH THE HUMANITY.

"I thought this was the Spelling Bee. I guess I knew something was up when they gave me a Bikini and Spray Tan."
6   anon_eb65b   ignore (0)   2017 Dec 11, 5:58pm   ↑ like (0)   ↓ dislike (0)     quote      

Get away from me bitch!
7   Ceffer   ignore (1)   2017 Dec 11, 9:32pm   ↑ like (0)   ↓ dislike (0)     quote      

I delved into the story until my vomit center could stand it no more.

It is a fascinating screed of needy, solipsistic female multiple personality disorder bitchery. That she considers herself such a kind, giving person in this milieu would certainly give Freud a few more rollover spin cycles in his grave.

"Flirting with her customers was a habit she’d picked up back when she worked as a barista, and it helped with tips. She didn’t earn tips at the movie theatre, but the job was boring otherwise, and she did think that Robert was cute. Not so cute that she would have, say, gone up to him at a party, but cute enough that she could have drummed up an imaginary crush on him if he’d sat across from her during a dull class—though she was pretty sure that he was out of college, in his mid-twenties at least. He was tall, which she liked, and she could see the edge of a tattoo peeking out from beneath the rolled-up sleeve of his shirt. But he was on the heavy side, his beard was a little too long, and his shoulders slumped forward slightly, as though he were protecting something.
Robert did not pick up on her flirtation. Or, if he did, he showed it only by stepping back, as though to make her lean toward him, try a little harder. “Well,” he said. “O.K., then.” He pocketed his change."
8   justme   ignore (0)   2017 Dec 11, 9:45pm   ↑ like (1)   ↓ dislike (0)     quote      

"Now imagine a world where MEN aren't socialized to placate women's feelings above their own safety, happiness and pleasure."

There. Fixed it for you. Yes, try to imagine that.
9   justme   ignore (0)   2017 Dec 11, 9:50pm   ↑ like (1)   ↓ dislike (0)     quote      

The subject story should be called "Fifty Shades of Popcorn".

QUOTE: After the movie, he came back to her. “Concession-stand girl, give me your phone number,” he said, and, surprising herself, she did.
10   Strategist   ignore (1)   2017 Dec 11, 10:02pm   ↑ like (0)   ↓ dislike (0)     quote      

Ceffer says
Women Declare No Substitute For Evening Alone With A Bodice Ripper, A Half Gallon Of Chocolate Ice Cream, And A Knobby Vibrator


If only those women had met me the story would have been completely different.
11   Satoshi_Nakamoto   ignore (0)   2017 Dec 13, 1:52pm   ↑ like (0)   ↓ dislike (0)     quote      

Ceffer says
"In its December 11 issue, the New Yorker published a short story called Rin's Last Date by writer Kristen Roupenian, which documents the meeting and short-lived relationship of a 20-year-old woman with an older man."
12   Ceffer   ignore (1)   2017 Dec 13, 2:01pm   ↑ like (0)   ↓ dislike (0)     quote      

Heh, Heh, could be true. Rin claims he hasn't dated for six or seven years. Maybe this chick was the last smelly sock that put him off dating forever.
13   anon_12e6b   ignore (0)   2017 Dec 13, 3:47pm   ↑ like (1)   ↓ dislike (0)     quote      

Incredible comments:
"Hey, men: we don’t claim this story is about a guy being abusive/nasty to a girl. That’s another level. This is about the romantic hoops women are trained to jump thru, continually, from a v. young age & the kid glove we wear around guys for protection from ur rage/entitlement. "

Romantic hoops? I thought women held all the hoops in the dating area:
Pay my dinner.
Organize it.
Make me laugh.
Hold the door.
Hold the umbrella.
Watch for my every desires.
etc, etc,..

Then after making the guy hope something will happen and getting him there, she want to kick him out. Because "yeah, sorry... I was just kidding. You're sooo entitled."

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