Young Women Drivers are Still Women
Young, female-type drivers have lower insurance premiums all over Earth. Even in ancient times, this was true.
What is not true, however, is that young women are better drivers than young men. The truth is exactly the opposite. Young men are better drivers than women.
Don’t believe me? Then you’re probably a woman and you should just use all the money you save on your car insurance to buy a fucking clue.
Man Points.
Actually, you should use all that money to pay off your credit card bill. Just because it’s called a “credit” card, doesn’t mean it’s a good thing.
Young women have lower auto insurance premiums than young men because they are worse at driving.
Since when did being cheaper mean something was better? I can drink water from a muddy hole in the ground, but you know what? I don’t. Fuck that it’s free. I pay more for water than I pay for gasoline. I’m a man and I can appreciate the value of good fucking water.
Young man drivers are reckless, impatient, and prone to error. Have you ever seen a young man on the side of the road next to a car that has its underbelly facing skyward? That’s what we in the business of man-ing it up call a “mistake”. Car insurance companies call it a “Fuck You”, but that’s beside the point.
The point is: men learn from mistakes — no matter what their age. Women don’t. Men are better drivers than women when they’re behaving recklessly because they’re testing the limits of physics. Fuck physics. Fuck physics and physics will fuck you is what being a male teenage driver teaches you. That’s an important fucking lesson. That way when a man has a wife and two kids in the cab in ten years, he knows exactly what he can and can’t do on a rainy night going to some shitty wedding reception that he won’t bitch about because men never do. Also, women are shitty at parking.
If you know anything about statistics, the claim that young women are better than young men at driving because of statistics should make you shit in your pants (especially if that’s where you keep your calculator). It’s just plain dumb. The only way to fairly compare the safety of men and women as a function of insurance premiums is to take an average of insurance premiums over the lifespan of both. In doing that, the conclusion is obvious.
Women fucking suck at driving.
The real reason women have to pay less than men for auto insurance is that none of them fucking pay it. Read that twice because there isn’t a typo. No young woman pays for her own auto insurance. Her father does. Not so for young men. Young men are stuck out in the lurch on their own, left to their own devices, and take care of business without any bullshit.
Think about it like this: if fathers had to pay as much for their daughter’s insurance as they did for their son’s, would they do it? Would you do it? Fuck no. The little trollop will just hook up with some degenerate anyway and get schlepped all over town in exchange for God knows what. Fuck her insurance.
And that’s why it’s cheaper. It’s straight economics.
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October 25th, 2006 at 12:01 pm - IP Man-Hash: 980cc8a8ac1a7
Maybe that should read ‘near the driver’s seat’ instead?
October 25th, 2006 at 1:10 pm - IP Man-Hash: 6897e3ddf8ad0
Harrowing tale. It’s true. Women don’t understand anything at all.
-Dick
October 25th, 2006 at 3:37 pm - IP Man-Hash: 51d4b8bcde989
As a victim of a similar round of stupidity (only she demo’d my car so it had to be written off) I agree completely. Let them buy their own silly, little four cylinder cars with cute names, and hope not too many trees are killed in the process.
October 25th, 2006 at 9:56 pm - IP Man-Hash: 980cc8a8ac1a7
Hey, I resent that! At least we still have manual boxes here.
October 27th, 2006 at 12:08 am - IP Man-Hash: e25c405e0a0df
Rooster, that was a very interesting story. I have never, and will never make the mistake you did, ableit for a different reason.
The day I went to take my drivers’ test, I saw some amazing shit. A woman who was taking her ‘practical’ had panicked trying to back out of her parking space and ended up hitting the accelerator too hard. She started screaming and she let go of the wheel so that she could hold her head, all the while going full speed in reverse. She ended up smashing into four different cars, almost giving the examiner a heart attack, and totally ruining the credibility of her driving instructor.
Since that day, I have affirmed that the closest a woman will ever be to getting behind the steering wheel of my car is if she bumps the back of her head on it (on her way back up).
October 27th, 2006 at 2:44 pm - IP Man-Hash: 6f37c1418a089
We all love our cars. That’s agreeable, right? Okay. Now, women seem to have an instinct that makes them want to destroy anything thats commands our atention. So they go after our cars. I learnt how to do both drag-racing and drifting during my 16th year. of course, I had a girlfriend who wanted to be able to do the same. We were in an empty space, a whole lot of gravel aand nothing else. I was sliding with her in the passenger seat. She asked for a go. I let her, but only because the nearest trees were 100 fucking metres away. She immediately went into first, turning the wheel. Then she wanted to shift to second. Now, my Nissan 200SX was a mean car. Clutch, exhaust system, piggyback ECU and pod filter, and a mean system to listen to. Anyway, all of that went away, because as she shifted, she forgot to let her foot off the accelerator. Goodbye, beloved engine. She blew it up. And then offered her apologies, because she “didn’t mean to”. I got a tow truck. She got dumped. the biggest investment I ever made, gone. Now only I ever drive my car. You should always think before letting a woman drive, because I guarantee she won’t.
October 27th, 2006 at 6:07 pm - IP Man-Hash: 980cc8a8ac1a7
She must have kept her foot on the throttle for the longest time. Then again, high end engines aren’t as tolerant as 1.4l toy engine.
What is it with women and sticking it to the throttle? It seems like it’s intrinsic trait of females. They just shove their hooves down for no damned reason at all, and keep pressing. As if it churns out bonbons, or smth.
October 27th, 2006 at 6:09 pm - IP Man-Hash: 980cc8a8ac1a7
Jerk, jerk, prod, prod, stomp, stomp, crash, crash, cry, cry. That’s all they know.
October 30th, 2006 at 12:01 pm - IP Man-Hash: 4555637db20cf
I see a common thread in many of these responses, and so I shall blame the men for their predicaments.
In many of these stories, the women driving the car has always seemed to be a wife or girlfriend. You guys would never lnd your car to any other type of female, so why should you make an exception just because the woman gives you head?
If a woman is to drive, buy her a nice and small used car that is as inexpensive as possible. And never let a woman drive your car.
October 30th, 2006 at 2:21 pm - IP Man-Hash: 980cc8a8ac1a7
Today I saw a fetching young woman trying to get off the mark on a ramp. One gorgeous, glossy black, brand new Alfa Romeo. One gorgeous, glossy lady driver, two exquisite beauties paired. One underground passage with a stop lit intersection at the exit. Nuff said.
For a moment there I was somewhat worried. The light had turned green for some time now, yet for reasons unbeknownst nobody was moving an inch. No horns blowing either, clearly they people in front knew more than I did. I switched lane (a few hours ago, dead of night, low traffic) and came up to that heavenly sight. Still had time to catch the light too.
The whole time, no one, not one driver - including myself - , sounded the horn. Neither before nor after I knew what was going down. How’s that for gentlemanly?
Course, it helps when you look the way she does or are clearly a woman. For we men know better than to honk the horn at a woman doing something dumb behind the wheel, as in dumber than being behind the wheel in the first place, lest she might surprise everyone in sight with a stupendously stupider stunt in her frantic panicking.
February 16th, 2007 at 8:24 am - IP Man-Hash: 82ef1f6f2aafa
men are shit at driving. Thats why their insurance is so high! I drive a brand new bmw and im young and i have low insurance ! couldnt believe it
February 16th, 2007 at 8:25 am - IP Man-Hash: 0f1749703c4e2
A BMW? You must be fellating a really successful man.
February 16th, 2007 at 8:35 am - IP Man-Hash: 82ef1f6f2aafa
yes, a brand new BMW roadster, heated seats, bluetooth, consierge
February 16th, 2007 at 8:35 am - IP Man-Hash: 82ef1f6f2aafa
No its my money
February 16th, 2007 at 8:36 am - IP Man-Hash: 82ef1f6f2aafa
i call it consierge, what i mean is he talks to me through the car, i push a button and he talks to me, gives directions or any other information id like
February 16th, 2007 at 8:44 am - IP Man-Hash: 980cc8a8ac1a7
Like which route to fuck off?
April 4th, 2007 at 6:23 pm - IP Man-Hash: d22c2cf91a332
but then again, a lot of women do cry their way out of tickets… ehk.
May 26th, 2007 at 1:27 am - IP Man-Hash: 0310d6fdd7bf4
Long time reader, first comment.
All i can say is that women know fuck all about cars. A lady friend of mine passed her test and she doesnt even know what the difference between a 1.2 litre engine and a 1.6 litre engine
May 26th, 2007 at 1:15 pm - IP Man-Hash: 980cc8a8ac1a7
Women don’t have floating point arithmetic units.
Or any arithmetic units for that matter…
- Beautiful Day (Paul Oakenfold 2004 Mix)
June 13th, 2007 at 9:17 pm - IP Man-Hash: 926a1904cecf2
You mean the money your dad gives you and says is yours, right?
Of course I’m right.