I Got a Rock.
Halloween is a holiday invented by men for the purposes of having a good time. There’s candy for the kids, general mayhem and hedonism for the adults and forgive and forget attitudes all around. You can do whatever you want on Halloween and no one cares. That’s the way it’s always been and as long as shrill, big nosed women are kept out of things that’s the way it will always be. Halloween is what Christmas was supposed to be before women forced stores to put the decorations on sale in September.
Women suck at Halloween.
If you get a woman drunk enough or catch her at the right time under a mess of fog and cobwebs, all of them will excitedly tell you exactly the same thing: Halloween is an excuse for women to dress like whores.
And what’s wrong with that? Look, I think a slutty nurse is as hot as it is farcical or unsanitary — whichever is funnier. Hell, the measure of a good Halloween party is exactly the quotient of women in slutty costumes to people in no costumes. Take a moment to work that out, it’s absolutely true.
My point is not that men should lead some kind of mindless crusade to end slutty nurses and perversions of revered childhood characters for purposes of shock value. Insane crusades that help no one and harm everyone are for women. We men don’t waste our time with that manner of nonsense. I’m simply pointing out that men are better than women at Halloween. Men are better than women at Halloween because men are better than women at everything.
How much creativity does it take to buy an outfit that’s a size too small and put on a whorey wig? None. Women do half of that every day, the proof of which is in the pudding escaping from halter tops all over the world like they’re Playdoh fucking Fun Factories. It’s disgusting.
At one of several Halloween parties that I was at over the weekend I saw a man dressed as the man in the big yellow hat. If you’re thinking that that has something to do with Curious George, you’re correct. What this man is saying by donning the bright yellow suit and matching twenty gallon hat is that he is a man of a quiet demeanor, yet also a symbol of stoic dependability. He’s not going to rock the boat himself, but he enjoys a good time. Hell he’s seen damn near everything there is to see while following a curious little monkey around the world in his curious little adventures and delighting children for the better part of a century. This is a man who is worth his weight in a scrap and is also a symbol of strength in family values.
His girlfriend was dressed as Courtney Love.
October’s Honorary Man of the Month (just in time too) is the fat woman I saw passed out against the bathroom door. She was dressed as a box of cereal. Thank you fat woman for going against your instincts and sparing us the pancakes.
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You’re a woman. No matter your history it means you’ve been helped and propped up by pity, quotas, or the benevolence of man at every single step on your little journey. Your accomplishments are not truly yours, but the combination of the generosity of your male betters.
You don’t have to understand or appreciate this to benefit from it — which you clearly don’t, don’t, and do.
-Dick
That is a stupid thing to say Dick. You know nothing about my family of origin, whether my father died when I was young, anything about my socioeconomic background. Absolutely nothing. I will tell you this. Everything I own, everywhere I have travelled and all my tertiary education has been paid for by myself. As this is getting too serious and frankly, it’s none of your damn business I now might have to lower myself to your level of thinking and ask whether you’ve had too much weed today.
Cause your mind is off the job.
You’re a woman, Female. Everything that you have has been given to you in some way. Women are coddled day in day out, no matter what feminism has brain washed you into thinking. Poor women with their malleable, putty-like brains.
-Dick
Excuse me Esther? I’m sorry, are you a world renowed psychic with powers able to disprove the skeptical society? Do you have the ability to look into your crystal ball and see that in fact I don’t know what work is or that I don’t work? You know as much about me as you know about your local grocer love so don’t come here and tell me I DON’T KNOW about work.
Just so you’ve got your facts straight. I’ve been working fulltime for 11 years. I put myself through university full time by WORKING full time and I have paid all my tuition fees ON MY OWN. I OWN property, which I PAID FOR, by myself (without needing the help of a man thankyou very fucking much). I have travelled THROUGHOUT Europe, paid for by myself. Everything I have, I have worked for. So before you start sprouting your bullshit, why dont you tell us a little bit about EXACTLY what you have done??? Oh and for Wolfe, I’m now onto my third post-graduate course (Paid for out of my own pocket), just so you don’t think I’m impersonating one of your kind.
All academics are seriously strange.
Watch out for falling prices, chrisvet! The passing of one simple bill or measure and that -953 turns right into a 2. In that way, women feel that any score at all is somehow an accomplishment.
-Dick
The spelling “excuse” is tactic often used to manipulate the argument by changing the subject because one cannot debunk obvious truths found in the said argument.
Christianj 1
Woman -953
Female, please don’t use words for which you have no frame of reference. In this case, that word would be “work”.
And yes, Courtney Love is a festering, diseased whore. She is a cancer of society, like most gold-digging, talentless females who think the world owes them a favor because they weren’t hugged enough as a child or some shit.
Nice to see you got the spelling of epitome correct Christian. Perhaps my work here is done.
“His girlfriend was dressed as Courtney Love.”
That’s scary enough, isn’t she the epitome of the Ameriskank.