I, over the years, have found that the majority of women in Boston are very callus. I mean they are the only thing colder than the weather in this town. And of course, most the attractive, sweet, and mature ladies are either lesbian�.or taken�..by rich assholes who beat the shit out of them, because women just LOVE a challenge. Although, that is not the case mostly. I am a nice guy, some say too nice. I have so many female friends, you might as well call me the �Plutonic Pimp� and they are my �Plutonic Hoes�. I am so fascinated by how many bitches there are in this city (and at NEU � hehe, that was a shot). I was bored one day and I did a search on Web using these keywords -- "self-centered, inconsiderate personality who reads every page of US" -- just to see what would come up. The results blew me away.
Characteristics on "Histrionic/Narcissistic Personality Disorder� (a.k.a Homo Narcissus Cuntus):
1. Has a grandiose sense of self-importance.
2. Is preoccupied with fantasies of unlimited success, power, brilliance, beauty, or ideal love (a.k.a Jennifer Lopez).
3. Requires excessive admiration (a.k.a Madonna).
4. Is interpersonally exploitative (i.e., takes advantage of others to achieve his or her own ends) and lacks empathy.
5. Is often envious of others or believes that others are envious of him or her.
Jethro Tull once called �lookers (pretty women in redneck speak) as the most dangerous people in the world. I agree! Beautiful women don�t know how good they have it. Well, some do. How many hot, good looking, and lovely feminists do you see in the National Organization of Women. None � because they are all unattractive, hate women who are, and have a grudge against men who don�t notice them. Seriously � if say Hillary Clinton (see #4), a liberal Democrat who would cut off her right hand just to further her leftist agenda, were president � would YOU care what her policies were. Hell no, and you also wouldn�t go along with them, because she is a bitch. On the other hand, if Jenna Jameson was our president, you would go along with her policies. You wouldn�t know what they were, but have you seen her tits? My god, she�d get every bill passed in the House and Senate, who are also probably some of her biggest fans (well, at least Gary Condit). That�s why when I run for President, I am going to have a porn star as a running mate. She can sway the women vote; advocate for such causes as abortion, lesbianism, and strap on dildos. I wouldn�t have to worry about hiring interns to give me head; and if you reject my policies on the decriminalization of marijuana, or the reallocation of budget funds in Social Security and Education, you can�t possibly reject her 36DD breasts.
Some guys don�t know this, however. Women manipulate us everyday. They have evolved over the years, like the AI by the machines in the Matrix. Girls claim that guys use them for sex, but those are the ones who let that happen to them. The girls I am referring to know they are a commodity. They know they are rare and more sought after than when only 289 Playstation 2 systems came out during the 2001 Holiday season � when 100,000 were promised. The majority of women in Boston play �centerfield� better than Willie Mays in the �55 World Series. Granted, we do have a lot of idiotic, shithead, and aggressive penises know as the single Boston guy. If you go to college, like a BU, NEU, BC, Emerson, etc. � you know the type. Spiked hair that makes them look like something out of a Dragonball Z cartoon (I missed the memo on that fashion change); ultra tight, wicked expensive Abercrombie and Fitch jeans (Have you seen these jeans? I think these guys must NOT have a pair of twig and giggleberries. Those jeans are tighter than the noose feminists will have around my neck when they read this thing); and those fake tans that make them look more orange than a Cheetos cheese puff. But what do they care � they are dumb enough to think they are just winning the game by fucking their hot, stuck up girlfriend. And of course they are not, because they are the ones being manipulated with the delusions of grandeur that is having a hot girl wrapped around your shoulder to show off to your friends. The problem is that most men don't pick up on these things because their own high interest level (a.k.a the male penis) blinds them to reality. That is why I am here � to tell you fucks that are getting more laid that I will ever in my lifetime that we need to strike back! And how you do � is through recognition��
Here is what I call the four �Red Flags� on if you�re gal is a narcissistic bitch with a hidden agenda:
1. She fails to exhibit any genuine curiosity about you, your life and what's important to you. For example, while you're sharing about your passion for helping to save the whales, you can feel that she's preoccupied and just waiting for you to finish talking so she can tell you more about her. She doesn�t care about Moby Dick; all she cares about is how her day at the Armani Exchange went.
2. She constantly name-drops and brags about her professional accomplishments. You know the type. She's convinced that she's going to be famous -- and soon -- and she wants you to know all about it. Like seriously, who gives a fuck if you know Ejay from American Idol. I met Larry Bird, and he�s the Basketball Jesus, bitch. He made goofy white people show that yes, we can still play basketball, and be fucking good at it too. What did Ejay do? Get his no-talent ass critized by a fat bloke who couldn�t sing and hit a high note if a glass dildo the size of a Newcastle bottle was shoved up his ass? OK, I am officially ranting�..
3. She treats people in the service industry as subhuman. When you're out having dinner together, she orders your waiter around as though he's her slave. (Always observe how she treats the hired help. It will tell you a lot about her character.) The only time �slave� should be thrown around in a relationship is in the bedroom. Can I get an Amen?!
4. She keeps asking probing questions, attempting to determine how much money you make. I once went out on a date, on the first night out and this bitch asked me straight out: "So what's the most expensive gift you've ever given a woman?" I am a nice guy, so I laughed it off, but she was serious! I was almost ready to reply with, �A pair of 24 carrot gold brass knuckles�..imprinted on her fucking forehead.�
Now, don�t get me wrong. I love women. A lot of women when I express these views often say, �Well, why don�t you be gay.� An interesting thought, but I am not attracted to men, seeing I was an athlete in school and know way too much about male hygiene to find them attractive. Women ARE what make the world go around. And they are a lot of great, fine, sexually primal, mature women out there. It just I haven�t found one who is single yet in this city. A lot of people say I should move, well maybe. But I would miss my family, and friends, for now. Hell! The reason why most of the time I am respectful of women is because of my mom. She taught me that treating a woman like a queen will get you what you want in return, and no fellas, it isn�t sex. It�s trust, honesty, and a true representation of character. Some women are just bitches, and are grown up that way. I call them �sorostitutes� (another shot). I just wish women would show some accountability and act on their feelings, instead of complaining to everyone else on how much of an asshole their boyfriend is. I understand where women in this city get the defensive wall, seeing that there are a lot of aggressive guys who try to play them for sex, and feel to survive in the jungle that is �dating� have to beat them in the game. But I wish the women who I am talking to would realize this, and realize the path they are headed. Our culture is degrading. We as Americans have the know-how to crack the DNA code but don't have the smarts to make a dent in our 50% divorce rate (The numbers haven't budged in over 30 years!). The magazines, these self help books, and MTV/Sex in the City, have all contributed to women searching for what they are �told� is perfect, not what�s in their heart. It�s seems like to me all women are wanting these days are rich, attractive morons just for sex, drama, and gossip. Am I a bit jealous? Sure. But that last description I just gave you sounds a lot like a species I like to call � the stereotypical American male. Equality? I call it the evolution of the pretty woman.