Showing posts with label boobies. Show all posts
Showing posts with label boobies. Show all posts

Nov 14, 2009

The Boob Trap

Women like being checked out. By men, by other women, it doesn't matter. By paying attention to her, people pay tribute to their figure, form, or sense of fashion. People dress up so they can get noticed.

Now some people will argue against this and claim that they dress up for themselves--so they feel pretty. To which I reply: how do you know when you look good? By referencing other fashionable people, by the looks you get from other people, by reading fashion magazines written & published by people. Your life is determined by the arbitrary measuring stick of society. You dress to match society's definition of beauty. SUCK IT.

The problem arises when guys get caught and I have seen dudes get reamed for this. This only happens when the girl sees the guy as lower value and all of a sudden, this poor guy is at fault for having the AUDACITY to look. Women, check out dudes all the time---its just harder to tell as they have a larger scope of peripheral vision.

Why is it suddenly a problem when a guy returns the favor. Got a problem with people checking out your cleavage? Then stop wearing that V neck.

Dec 29, 2008

Just so happens...

"That you and your First Amendment can go shove yourselves." Or so I imagine Clearblogs saying to me as my annoyed gaze sweeps over the loathsomely neutral 404 that pops up where my old virtual journal used to be. For whatever reason, my original posts have been deleted. Maybe coz I referenced the word "poo-streaked". The 4chan link also seems like a good bet.

To be honest, I am a little relieved that the old blog is gone. For one thing, I don't ever really have to follow up on my post of web memes and virals. Or really adhere to the semblances of any theme whatsoever now that any evidence of my having ever been capable of such advanced levels of cognition have been conveniently erased FOREVERRRrrrrr. FORRRrEEEEEEvVVVEEERRRRR.

I guess its amusing...symbolic even, that all (yes, all 3 paragraphs. And believe you me, they were classy paragraphs) of my blog went down in flames when it did. In a couple of days, it'll be a brand new year. Time for a fresh start and a brand new direction. Time to focus on what really matters in life instead of posting whatever dregs manage to pass the content filters on google and ooze onto my screen when...ooh new metacafe video. I can see boobs from here!