Crossing the Fucking Street
Men are better than women at crossing the street. Crossing the goddamn street.
At some point in the grand discourse of men and their being better than women, it’s not the new techniques which women employ to make spectacles and embarrassments of themselves. It’s the way their natural incompetence manifests itself in daily life. Or is that at every point in the discourse? Who cares.
Take something like a bag of shit. We can all agree that a bag of shit is a vile and bad thing, and not as good as say an orange or a bag of oranges — or a pair of oranges in sack. I think we know what I’m talking about.
But can a bag of crap irritate and annoy in new and interesting ways depending on the setting. Of course it can. You can put a bag of shit on a porch, on a car, how about on a street corner? Light it on fire and it’s a totally different game — an even worse game.
Well that’s what I’m talking about today. A five foot six bag of shit on fire, standing on the goddamn corner, and either crossing or not crossing the street while gabbing into her fucking cell phone.
Whenever you see a redheaded woman, you know you’re in to get fucked. Not proper fucked. I’m talking about the kind of fucked you are when you’re fifteenth in a string of cars trying to turn and some retarded baboon is standing on the corner gabbing away on her cell phone completely oblivious to the way every single fucking car in the line stops to see if she’s going to cross the street. It’s funny yes, but it’s not.
Women have absolutely no idea what kind of signals they send out. They’re like marionettes attached to paint mixers just flouncing along like wet rags with no brain. They never ask themselves things like, “Do I look like I’m about to cross the street?” or “Do I look like I’m trolling for cock?”
That was crass and I apologize. It’s exactly how women think though. And they think it all the time.
Men are completely the opposite. At all times, men are aware of ourselves and our role in our surroundings. That’s because if it had been some redheaded man standing on the corner and clusterfucking traffic for five minutes, eventually someone would have thrown a half-eaten hamburger or a Masterlock at the shmuck. Lesson learned, which it never had to be in the first place because we’re talking about a man.
So why isn’t the same courtesy shown to women? Why didn’t I throw my McDonald’s fries at the shrew? It matched her hair.
I’ll tell you why. It’s not because of some horseshit notion of chivalry or “equity” — whatever the hell that means. It’s because women can’t help it. They know it too. Next time you’re with a woman, keep track of how she behaves when other people are fucking up. Guess which sex gets her more outraged purely on acts of doing — purely on acts of holding everyone up due to stupidity.
Men. That’s because all women are misogynists. Wouldn’t you be?
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Equality is an impossibility for the simple reason that people are different. I will never be equal to Michael Jordan as a basketball player, no matter how hard I try.
What feminists mean when they say “equality” is that they want to be superior to men. It’s as simple as that.
It’s not about women being more like men. Most women don’t want to be more like men and understand that it’s not even possible.
Feminists may want to be more like men, but I seriously doubt it.
What it’s about, Fem, is women trying to make men more like women — something which can never happen.
Dakota Smith
Indeed, “equality”, more equality for you I would suppose, as espoused by your previous comment. As to women becoming more like men, I seriously doubt that is going to ever happen. I will never accept that, 6 years or 60.
It’s all about equality boy scout. Women becoming like men and vice versa. Your inability to accept this will be gone in about 6 years.
Wow, straight out of Animal Farm. Orwell was right you know, I just didn’t know the pigs were going to be women like yourself.
Everyone is equal, but some are more equal than others.
No female the real question is why should they? I thought everyone was equal? That doesn’t sound too equal to me. It sounds like someone is whining for her princess priviledge again. Same old shit, I want this i want that but I dont want to do anything for it.
No. Now you’re supposed to just fuck off my site.
-Dick
Right. So now I’m supposed to remember a question from more than 4 weeks ago just off the top of my head am I? Unless you drop your expectations, you’re never going to meet anyone.
In answer to the question, I don’t catch buses, if I did, I would offer my seat. I would then stare down every male in the bus with a filty look. They’re legs tend to be stronger, so why shouldn’t they stand and let women sit, regardless of pregnancy status. Happy?
Why bother, you clearly lack reading comprehension.
However, theres always a good time to learn anything though so why don’t you go back to Geeza’s post and answer the perfectly reasonable question that I was referring to, regarding women not surrendering their seats in the presence of pregnant women.
Or you alternatively do what you usually do, avoid the f**king subject altogether.
Hear hear Mike, I agree. Besides the obvious manginas and metros, how many Men do you know that spend that much time and money on themselves to make themselves look better?
-Strength and Honor
Female for once in your life, just answer the damn question
Indeed, Fake hair, fake nails, fake tits, fake eyelashes, fake eyebrows, fake tan…. Who wants all that? Talk about wanting to be someone else entirely, no self esteem etc.
As if woman arnt maintainance enough, now we have to worry about leaving them in the sun too long as well.
You got to be fucking kidding!!!…..Women bitch, whine and moan about men no longer doing these kinds of behaviors(example: open doors for women). But, If such behavoir is not delivered in the “right” way or spirit, we are told to “fuck off!”? WHAT A CROCK!! All the women reading this, realize YOU WANTED THIS!!! You said you wanted equality, well guess what sweetheart, you got it. So dont cry me a god damn river about it.
The only two things I see women being good at are, being martyrs for the feminist movement, and being constantly wrong, in the belief that all men are mind readers.
As a great man once said, I will now say to you Female…..”Get off the cross woman…..we need the wood.”
On the contrary. I have the confidence and state of mind not to concern myself with such trivialities. ;) Thanks for thinking about me though, Alan.
In the 80’s the femmie bitches wanted to exclude all males from swimming pools. Wearing three hankies sewn together with a bit of string was not supposed to be provocative.
They just have no idea or they do it intentionally.
But it was always those dog ugly screaming femmie bitches complaining the most, you know the ones ? So ugly, they should have been cannon fodder. They were complaning because no-one bothered to look at them. It inflicted too much pain.
Arielle… Thank You!!! You hit the nail on the head.
Dakota… you too.
That is the entire point. If you want me to look elsewhere, present me with another focus of attention. I work with a woman in my office who is the epitome of class and intellect. Always dressed respectibly (if she does wear a v-neck, it does not plunge to her damn navel) and is able to speak intelligently about religious, political and societal issues. Funny, I’ve never had her tell me where her eyes were at.
Christian… I hate that saying. It is complete hypocrisy. To say in one breath, “Don’t objectify me!” and in the next “Look at this!”
And the fact that anyone can try and rationalize wearing a padded push-up bra to the point of overflowing and claim they weren’t doing it for you to look at them!?!?!? I have to pull the “Bullshit” card on that on.
Now it thinks it’s a celebrity.
The saying that your cretin sex lives on is “you got it girl, you flaunt it”. But simpletons like the resident troll is just another self-denying feminist lacky as it keeps espousing the feminist matra “like patronizing and condescending”, trouble is she’s too thick to even realise that it’s actually doing it.
No, as a man, I’m not obsessed with fashion. There’s a difference.
Want a top that doesn’t display your cleavage? I can find one for you in any department store. Want to know how I know they exist? Because my girlfriend — a 35-year-old woman with big tits — very rarely runs around in tops that show off her cleavage. When she does, it’s almost always for my benefit — and I know because she gets all giggly when I look.
Oh for gods sake, take the most extreme example to make a point why don’t you. This season it has been extremely difficult to buy a top or dress that isn’t low cut, cause high cut tops just aren’t around. Guess it’s got something to do with what is known as fashion. As a man, I realise you know nothing about that.
You know, the first time I ran into this attitude, I was amazed by it. Twenty years later, not so much.
For one horrific summer in college, I worked nights at a convenience store. Anyone who works nights in a convenience store has my sympathy. PM me sometime and we’ll swap war stories.
Every night about 2:30, a regular customer came by on her way home from work. She was a stripper. She always came in wearing low-cut tank-tops.
She also had a snake tattoo. On her chest. You could see the head of the snake at the top of her chest where it snaked down between her cleavage.
It was utterly impossible to take one’s eyes off of, no matter how hard one might try.
One morning, I mentioned this woman to my relief — also a woman. When I mentioned the snake and how I couldn’t take my eyes off of the stripper’s chest, my relief asked, “Does she ever say, ‘My eyes are up here?’”
The question took me by surprise. I mean, the woman had a frakking snake tattoo that clearly went straight between her breasts, and she was wearing clothing that allowed anyone to see it.
You think she wasn’t trying to get people — men in particular to look at her chest?
I realized at that point that trying to talk sense about this with most women would be a waste of time. To them, tattooing a snake on their breasts and then taking off their top in public wouldn’t be enough provocation to stare at her chest.
If you really don’t want us to look, then make fashion choices that don’t encourage us to look.