ode to a bitch named jenny

I'll never know when you made the choice

 Can't forget what I heard in your treasonous voice  

There was once a time I thought I was wise

 A smart man would run, I fell prey to your lies

 There is no hope now. I never had much. 

All the memories are vapor, nothing real I can touch

You left with my dreams when you chose to go

Also taking the answers I'm dying know

Abandoned of course, thats always my fate

 I still have one friend, it's called bitter hate 

Im so pissed off. It's not often I lose

You brought me to life, beautiful muse.

 One thought of you would set me ablaze

I had to have you in so many ways

I thought you were a gift long overdue 

But I was the present sent here to save you

I was the best thing ever to touch your life

Bringing honor to you, while you sharpened your knife

My back was the target chosen for your blade

I trusted completely in your masquerade

My only option is remaining alone

Believing in you cut me right to the bone

Im not really sure how it happened or when

But the broken parts mean I cant try that again

If any one comes and tries to get close 

Ill tell her to run as I say adios

What love I have left will not be exposed

Its garbage all rotten and decomposed 

Im ashamed for thinking we'd reach for success

Sharing my dreams, making futile requests

Each day you indulged my bothersome craving

You led me to think it was us I was saving

You took my love but you did not love me

A choice you'll regret I guarantee

Lady Judas, your pick of man was so poor

Your one chance to have awesome and you shut the door

Some will try reach me with all of thier might

What they want was consumed by a parasite

The mountain of lies began to crumble and slide

Becoming too much for you to hide

With skill you embody the narcicist 

Laying waste to dreams like a terrorist

 The story of you has a terrible end

The greed leaves you nothing, not even a friend

Jury Doody

  I don't mind telling you that, on almost one occasion, my fairness has been spoken of. 

  Plus, more often than not, folks recognize my impartiality too.

  Guilty as charged?!? Hell no!! Not until ALL the evidence has been exculpated and dessicated for the ladies and gentlemen of the jury.

  I have Jury Doody in the morning.

 These qualities are why I am a highly sought after on the mock trial circuit.

 Im kind of a expert.

   I simply refuse to render a verdict until I have constaplated and examinated the perposterous of evidence from all angles.

  I got a good pokerface too. 

 Those schiesters are eyeballin me the whole time I'm cogitating and considerating. 

  Not to toot my own chicken, but I hold the all time record for deliberating the longest. 

  They don't give out trophy's or recognize it at all, but I can see the admiration in thier faces whenever I walk in that artificially judicial courtroom...which is really a conference room at the Best Western but they fabricate a bench and jury box out of milk crates and cardboard. 

  A pretty fair show of improvisating goes on during those tense moments in front of "The Honor". 

  It's just Bill, who owns the "Dew Fall Inn", but if you can get past that time he forgot to order the Miller Highlife not too recently,  you could observe he has a knack for magistrating.  

That explains alot because to be a bartender a good measure of diplomitating goes on.   When you have a pair of inebriated fellas that are disgruntilated and generally down in the mouth even on better days irregardless, it helps to have gob for gab, I would think.

 This one time, (no dammit not at fat camp when that girl put a hambone in her pussy) there was this dude that was a total stranger. That cat was so amazed by how good I am at undulating and articulating with my vocabulary.

That fella was plum turning red with apoplectic astonishment...I have not seen anyone gesticutating and oscillating all over the place like that to this day.

Shit, I really am a humble guy. 

  I hate to seem like a malarky peddler. But on account of I use a bunch of 50 cent words, sometimes I get some animosity and viscosity from some dudes.

Haters are gonna hate . That shits on them, you know. 

I don't spend my evenings matriculating over it when I need to be slumbernating. 

  You totally wouldn't believe me if I told you I am always tolerating a pretty substantiated case of stagefright out there.

 Last time I felt the hebrew jeebies was that first time I got bestoved with the honors of being foreman. 

Bein pretty observant they could sense my tribulation. When they stripped me of the title the allevitation was a liberation I can tell you that much. 

Plus they are a bunch of nerve wracking sons a bitches anyway. Its worse than playing with my sisters kids on some occasions.

Thats kinda why Im supplicating myself  by writing it out. It calms my nerves. 

Well, I am hoping for somehing exciting today. Some good old fashioned tort law

would really cheer me up.

This is based on a true story. Any similarity to my life is purely coincidental

Hey there Jenni, (any similarity to a real whore of that name is purely coincidental, I'm sure there are hundreds)!

To be fair to you, I understand why you are a coward and afraid to face your responsibility to own up to your scumbag ways. I want you to know that it is natural for a normal human to be utterly and totally ashamed of their actions when they are a complete and total piece of scum to another human.

Im not certain you are a human at all with the incredible amount of disgusting things you have commited against good people in your life.

For every one thing you did to me that I know about, there are 3 or 4 more that I do not. When I think about all the others including your candyass pussy loser cuntboy hubby flower bitch the number is just overwhelming...

Let me make a list of examples you perpetrated that I know about...

You stole from your mother and contributed to her death. Your convictions prove that.

You tried to pawn off your children because you were a coke whore doing disgusting things with monkeys for drugs.

You told me a wide assortment of lies to prevent me from knowing how much of a pig whore you have always been.

You lied about poor Myke ( any similarities to a whore that married a guy named Myke purely coincidental) accusing him of rape, which he certainly did not commit, almost getting him killed by me in the process.

You told me repeatedly that you were neither talking to nor seeing anybody else and professed you were in love with me.

You told me you were a nurse which is impossible given the many felonies you are guilty of as your plea on those charges clearly indicates.

You used many stories of day to day nurses as your own anecdotes. You stole events actual nurses experienced when you were a billing clerk and told them to me as if you were a nurse that had those experiences... you did not realize I would have loved you if you worked at mcdonalds.

I wish I could know if you ever said a true word to me ever

You began cheating on me way before I ever went to TN. This fact was made known to me way later than it should have been by certain parties that may have been your first husband if I were talking about a real situation this is purely fictional I mean hypothetical, whose house you were living in as a whore. How fucking weird is that by the way? Just saying.

On the day that I thought was the best of my life because I was finally going to be with the person I was in love with more than I had ever known possible, you spent the day fucking a silly wimp dumbfuck idiot when you were fully aware that you were going to be fucking me later.

That made you late to pick me up at the airport.

You did not shower before you came to me at the airport after having allowed a geek to cum in you several times in the moments before coming to get me at the airport like a scumbag. I guess you did exactly what can be expected of a scumbag whore to do, but I tried not to believe you were a scumbag.

Anyway you allowed me to take my turn as possibly 3rd dude you fucked that day thinking that I would not notice the smell. You were crazy to think your worn out pussy with cum in it would go unnoticed. I remember the nervous look you had upon entry. I chose to give consideration to any possibility that I was wrong. I reminded myself that you gave natural childbirth to two children and that had to be the reason even though your smell told me otherwise. Either way I was highly disappointed in your pussy.

You texted that cocksucker in front of me numerous times unaware that I was aware of scumbag action on your part by my keen instinct alone. That was prior to me smelling your pre fucked stench and cementing the disappointment upon entering a pussy that no longer had muscular capability.

When directly asked about that fucker cuz I noticed what a jackass queer sounding bitch name he had, and it is perfect for both of you, you told me he was a poor stupid idiot whose wife had become a band groupie whore and you felt sorry for him. I said that's probably a good reason to stay away from a faget (this term has nothing whatsoever to do with kind decent homosexuals) pussy like him. But you had already been fucking him regularly no doubt sucking his dick too because you're a scumbag whore.

And to be very clear, on the final day that all this finally broke through your lies, I did not have a clue that you had gotten married to the sissy 6 months prior even though we spoke every single day and 20 times on my birthday in November, I asked you two questions. 1 did you suck his dick... to which you replied "hell no of course I didn't" and do you love him to which you replied " no, I mean I care for him but i dont love him" poor stupid idiot he is. You never loved either one of us and that's clear because you could not have done what you did to me if you loved me but you definitely could not love your meal ticket having as quickly as you did deny loving the man that you married. If you loved him you would have immediately said God damn right I love him just like I would have said if anybody asked if I loved you ! I would have never denied loving anybody I've ever loved. that's what love does it makes it impossible to deny. lol. I know you just never wanted to say goodbye to the awesome that finally paid attention to you (thats me). I guess awesome like me never happened to you before. Oh well. It never will again that is certain.

By choosing such an ugly fathead wimpy dude you adhered to the pattern of stupid shitheads you were accustomed to. I offered a way to break that cycle and learn what awesome is like, but awesome is not for you. Hey, I was opening myself to ridicule by pulling you into awesome but I can stand up to people that ridicule and defend myself unlike your vagina boy.

I learned the hard way that you can lead a pig to water but you cannot unwhore it.

The next morning of that revealing vacay, you said you had to work for a half a day. I do not know if you did not but since you have lied 10 million times before I have to assume you went and fucked that retard piece of shit pussy loser bitch and came back to me where I wore your pussy out again causing floods that soaked your entire mattress. No one has ever made your pussy flow like Niagara Falls before and we joked how you had to replace the mattress too as you put the sheets in the, washing machine. They were saturated so thoroughly with your fluids. You came 6 times before I even fucked you. When I entered you anally you admired the fact that I had introduced you to so many enjoyable first experiences. Of course now I suspect that they were not first experiences at all and what pisses me off is that I put my tongue in your asshole and your pussy and you let me do that knowing that boy had been fucking you regularly in the weeks before I ever arrived.

In all fairness I did that even when I knew you were garbage that betrayed me.

When we ventured out, you took me to a part of Knoxville that you knew there would be no chance of being seen by anyone that would rat on you. I wanted to go to your regular spots to meet some of your colleagues. But you said you had no friends and that was how you liked it.

Many would wonder why I tolerated being your little secret. It is because I was willing to overlook any of your quirks including what you said was your desire to be a private person. Because I loved you and would accept anything you needed me to. Meanwhile you had a boyfriend you were not private with. You did all the things I had every right to expect to be part of, with him.

It makes me laugh how convenient it was that both of us are named David, you bitch.

How stupid did you feel when you accidentally texted me all those times you meant to text him? Lol Those were a great help to put the pieces together.

I questioned you directly about every single lie you told and you directly told lies in return. Directly told me he was just some asshole you help to fill out paperwork for his divorce which didn't make sense but I was in denial of wanting to believe you all 20 times I asked you who this fucking dude was you told me he was nobody and said I thought we had put this behind us David. The me David not the faget David pussy David . Me the badass David.

You were cheating on him and cheating on me. You had two boyfriends but I was the easiest one to completely fuck over. You chose convenience and his unearned forefathers $$ over me. If there was a lot of thought put into that decision it proves you are a very unintelligent individual. 50 flower twats cannot equal my presence. He has inserted himself into many a facebook friend list and I cannot find nyone who even knows who he is. People remember his stupid sounding name, but that's about all the response I get. nobody knows who he is. He's a twerp.

Later that evening you and your daughter sat and giggled in secret about your duplicitous shitty ways because like you she's probably a garbage whore that you made.

You lied when you said you had to go have lunch with your ex inlaws and left me in my hotelroom while you went and fucked that retard yet again.

On the day I was to fly out you texted that cocksucker repeatedly in front of me and wanted to drop me off at the airport 5 hours before my flight was to depart then went to fuck that cocksucker after letting me cum in you 4 times...lol me and your queer ass husband should have just fucked eachother we shared eachothers cum so much.

And that is just in the first 2 months of our loving rerelationship which continued for better than a year after that wonderful encounter.

So to continue recounting what a scumbag whore you are...

You told me you were moving to Arizona by yourself to be a travelling nurse... You neglected to tell me you were already in Texas halfway there...You also neglected to tell me that you were moving there with that pussy shitwad.

You talked to me every day about your new journey alone on an adventure ( your words) weaving a tapestry of lies every day letting me believe you were alone in your new adventure.

living your best life from east coast to west coast. Lol living your worst choice is what you get to do.

When it became evident you were no longer in the extended stay motel that the company supposedly was putting you in you then said you were house sitting for a charge nurse that went to phoenix. Hypothetically. As it became evident you were you were living in the house that you were house sitting in for a lot longer than people house sit you then told me you were living in that house merely paying the bills on the house. You are such a piece of garbage fucking asshole.

You lied so much it is virtually impossible to recount them all.

You became a follower of Tucson raceway with your pussy queer telling me you went with "the girls" from work knowing how stupid that sounds. But in reality you were just sharing your fucking happy life with stupid goddamn pussy boy and keeping me waiting.

I thought there was something wrong with your health either mentally or physically. I supported you. I would have done anything for you. In fact I told you that I would follow your lead and give you as much time as you need to get through whatever you were going through. I said I will always support you as long as you promise to be faithful. You said you would never cheat on me ,of course you would be faithful . I believed it like an idiot. You said work was your life. that's all you wanted to do work work work make money money money. You never worked you have never been a nurse you were never anything that you said you were. And even when I didn't believe you I tried to believe you. In fact you were the only thing I've ever believed in.

Thanks... you taught me that there's nothing that can be believed in.

Well I can believe you're a whore.

Chicks... Can't live with them can't kill them...um actually you can do both of those things

 I always have to chuckle when I hear some dude talkin shit about how much of an expert he is about women. Well, idiot, I'm happy to tell you that you don't know shit. Not a man alive has that shit figured out! There's a reason why we are blind to the skanky whore shit they got smashing around in their pretty little fucked up heads.

Dudes that say they have never been yoked like a puppet by chicks are obviously full of shit. Even the stupidest women easily see these simple fools as repulsive. If you notice these dudes are probably quite lonely and watch too much porn. FYI... I watch my share too, but rest assured in my case it is by choice and alone is not the same as lonely.😎 I was one of these fucking dudes man.  Not the lonely or porn part. In fact quite the opposite. At a certain period of time in my life I fancied myself as quite the player. Because my ego had been fluffed quite skillfully by women that were in competition with each other. Women are even more insidious with each other than they are with poor stupid men. They know all of the same tricks and ooze the same fucking stinky hormones they put out to trap men. They know all of the same demure pretty ways that fool people so they all hate and mistrust each other. Even this hatred is convincingly  concealed. When they set about marking their territory it can get pretty smelly. Ever smell two polecats pissing all over each other. I'm sorry to say but I only just recently got the full depth of my folly for thinking women were decent unwhorelike creatures. I have no animosity towards women as friends, even and especially friends that I can fuck. Maintaining a casual view, chill attitude ,and a line not to be crossed. If I had known what a swillbucket J*nny Fide* is I would have gladly changed the course of my feelings from LOVE to RESPECT. I respect whores. You know the deal deal with them. There is nothing to figure out. If they lie to you you deserve it cuz you need not have any questions. You won't get bullshit  ideals and should expect nothing from whores besides some well travelled pussy. The dynamic between the two is so different. I can do a just fucking relationship. The one time i had to go ruining shit by falling in Love and putting her on a pedestal.. my expectations were not high. I expected consideration, integrity ,honesty ,and loyalty and I got nothing of that not one of those. every word out of her mouth was a fucking lie but anyway this isn't about that shit bag. 

 This is about a perfectly sensible, scientific, reason for our powerlessness against their poison. Now women, I know what you're going to say..."Women are Not gutter whores!"hahaha shut the fuck up because a serial killer will  generally deny being a serial killer.  Save that shit for the other dumbasses cuz I may not have it all figured out but I'm  on to you. I become nauseous when I think about giving my trust to another. I don't believe at this point that it will ever happen again. Thats o.k. though cuz I don't want it again, fuck that shit I was taken to school by the biggest gutter whore and pathological liar. I thought treachry and mental fuckery like she showed me was in documentaries about psychos  that were the exceptiin but she is the norm  as insane assholes go. Je*ny Fi*es... I had to use characters to conceal the identity of this treacherous cum dumpster... But enough about Jenny oops... That bitch for now it's about biology...

Allow me to elaborate...

The nature of mans idiocy regarding women begins at conception. 

From the moment the fastest swimmer in the swill cracks the egg of the maternal host(I say host because any fetus is basically a parasitic being during gestation) the cycle of producing brain washed victims for women.

Connected intravenously the host shares a cocktail of nutrients hormones and believe it or not feelings and thoughts with the embryonic life form it is now carrying.

These toxic transfusions are a cocktail of corruption. They have terms that are generally considered as benevolent. I assure you the transfer of "nutrients" from this succubus is anything but benign.

 Terms like love and nurturing are viewed by all as responsible motherly instinct. We have all heard, and most likely have remarked upon, what a "good" mother someone is, from time to time. That in itself is generated from the design of the reproductive process. These observations produce a reaction in the brain that stimulate affection for the female parent. Affection is a pleasant sensation few individuals can resist. This is one one of the residual elements that linger for the duration of a human life.

There are things going on here that are not seen by untrained eyes. Most people have a cursory knowledge of prenatal child development, and that is all women want us to know. 

The bond that is being cemented during gestation does nothing but strengthen as time goes on. There are rare cases of discord between mother and son that goes a little bit deeper than the average strife of a family. That is generally a person who has began to understand that he has been victim to the vile facts of life that are not understood by most laymen. Barring any circumstances created environmentally or behaviorally you can pretty much guarantee the bond formed between mother and son is strong enough to have the desired effect of dulling the attention span around women to the point where you see something that makes you suspicious and then they can just fart their pheromones and you don't even realize what happened and you have forgotten all about it until you remember it later down the line after you fucking understand you have been screwed and fucking lied to and cheated on. 

To summarize the reason why men don't realize that the power does not lie in their hands at all. Because man only remembers being mothered with affection so much that he sees all women through the same veil that disguises their deception and scumbag ways all thier lives. He's made dull and ignorant where women are concerned. Clearly a design in favor of the females who bear the burdens of men's ignorance and childbirth but they also get multiple orgasms that's quite a bonus. Therefore nature is skewed towards mother mature and her minions. It goes to show you that there is a reason they call her mother nature and she's a BITCH.

 

Blog

It starts as a seed. More often than not, what sprouts generally grows into something rather distantly related to the original idea. 

Other times, the plant has tender little offshoots that can be replanted, sort of a spin-off. 

I have not had the inspiration to follow up on the hunt for local, no strings attached encounters in my area. Probably because I found the outcome to be what I knew it was, and what I had hoped it was not. Pretty tame conclusion.🤷

I should mention that I do this shit for my own entertainment. I just do it. I dont think too much about who specifically is going to see it. I suppose the shit that plops out is for people who are whacked like me specifically.  Some will dig it. Some will hate it and some are magical and will actually get it. I GET what I am putting out. There are times when I am the only one that does. I am more than ok with that. I certainly want to reach a broad range of folk's but I understand that is not always going to happen. I love it when it hits home. I love it when people just don't get it though too. It is its own type of entertainment.  In the end I am the only one I really give a fuck about reaching. I hope that's understandable. That statement  will be misunderstood and  by the very individuals I am referring too. Then I am left to wonder if any are dumb enough to expose any sort of sensitivity. I really love it when that happens!! Because maybe I ain't good at much...but I excell at sensitivity exploitation. I'm never disappointed, though, in whatever happens with what I do. I like sharing so thats basically all i'm doing. 

What the ever loving fuck part 2

Greetings! Welcome to the second episode! 

  There are so many different angles to pursue. 

Shit I don't know if I'll ever be done with that question.

You ever see the movie Anger Management? That movie will piss you off. It pissed me off. That dude went through a bunch of bullshit. Misunderstood by dick heads who had no capability of understanding people. There are so many dick heads that are incapable of understanding people holding positions they are completely unqualified to occupy due to their innate inability to understand human nature. Folks that make perfect sense, communicate concisely in a way that leaves no need for further scrutiny are fucking ridiculed like idiots.

Everyone does it. Everyone hears words as they are set free from the brain via the piehole. in a perfect world...LAUGHING MY FUCKING ASS OFF... I would not have to ask WTELF?  Words gained popularity as the best means of relating ideas for a reason. That reason is women got sick of fuckers scribbling unintelligible drawings on limited wall space. lots of shit was miscommunicated prior to the introduction of words. Grunts could be interpreted in many different ways.  

Well, I'm just a moron, but now words are slipping into uselessness. Somewhere along the way, people have decided that the words that are coming out of people's mouths need to be deciphered and interpreted and maybe that is the if it is that's sad because it just shows that nobody knows how to use the perfect form of communication in the way that it was designed. For example if I tell you that I'm going to meet you at 2:00 tomorrow then 2:00 tomorrow is exactly what time I'm going to be meeting you because the words that came out of my mouth were I am going to meet you at 2:00 tomorrow. But people will say I'll meet you at 2:00 tomorrow and then not meet you at 2:00 tomorrow and when you ask them where they were when they were supposed to have met you at the time they said they were going to meet you they say oh I thought you meant... Well no you don't have to think of what I mean when words come of my mouth when the words come out of my mouth they have been considered and the decision has been made and it is not open for interpretation. That's how words are designed to be used. I mean them the way they are released.  When people speak not one person should find the need to question anything they have heard. If used correctly words should have been considered prior to their distribution.

Nobody understands how to take anybody else at face value.

God forbid you attempt the forgotten gift of constructive criticism. There's not a person alive that I've ever met that understands what that means. It's the most beneficial form of learning besides keeping your mouth shut and watching how to do something and not needing to be told. But if you're doing it wrong you want a good-hearted person to let you know that there is either a better way or whatever else it's well-intentioned. That is so overlooked because ego creates defensiveness which creates stupidity and paves the way for ignorance and people doing shit the wrong way and looking like idiots.

 Hopefully I'm wrong but I'm guessing whoever the fuck is reading this is getting defensive right now automatically. If you're not getting defensive you're probably saying to yourself that I'm talking about everybody but you. I love you dear reader, I really do. I maybe just jaded as well as a moron because I believe everything I just said you didn't understand. My recent experience tells me this is true because people don't understand that things that I say never have to be evaluated dissected or figured out in any way because I've already done that in my head prior to releasing them as communication. I do that in order to prevent miscommunication. This logic is not generally accepted in the world. Do you know what is accepted? Mistrust. You see people's experiences are what causes this behavior which means that they have been lied to or they don't speak what they mean and therefore don't trust what other people say because they understand that they are liars or bad communicators. Then you have to grab their attention by asserting yourself and they feel as if you act like a piece of shit to them. They then feel justified when they complain about you being a piece of shit. It's a catch-22 but I don't give a fuck if they think I'm a piece of shit because I know the words that come out of my mouth mean what they sound like and are used exactly the way they are supposed to be. Certainly I am frustrated by their stupidity. This is a fucking bitter irony. 

 Humans like to think that they are the top of the heap for various reasons. But we are the sorryest unlucky as batch of assholes out of the entire animal Kingdom.

Take the aardvark for example.  Aardvarks and other animals while displaying certain aspects of personality do not have to think as hard as we do. Aardvarks know their place in the world. they are blessed with instinct. An aardvark does not have to go to aardvark university to learn how to be the best fucking aardvark they're going to be. They don't even know they are aardvarks. They don't have to major in aardvark. They don't have to strive for  a degree in aardvark. They just wake up, fuck other aardvarks, eat, shit, and sleep. That's all they do!  What an easy life! They don't think about eating. They do not wrestle with the fact that they might not be the best aardvark they can be because all they have to be is the fucking aardvark.  I don't know what kind of sounds they make but other fucking aardvarks understand what they're saying. The other aardvarks don't waste a whole lot of time trying to figure out what another aardvark said. They don't think about where they're going to eat. they don't think about fucking, who they're going to fuck doesn't matter to them one fucking aardvark is as good as the next. They don't think about sleeping or where they're going to sleep. They might pull some leaves together and curl up in them, but I'm telling you right now they got it made. I'm here to tell you people don't have to think as much they do if they do things right. I want to be who I am and to wake up and do what the fuck is correct and go about my fucking business like an aardvark. But no, somehow the ignorant jackasses that are at the top of the food chain with this big brain of ours are the worst fuck ups that ever existed.  The fact that we don't call ourselves the fucking dumbest weakest animals in the Kingdom proves that we're stupid as fuck. The world is inhabited by 10 million God damn things that are fucking animals or plants. Those things just accomplish what they're supposed to do. We're humans. Does that make us fucking special? We're animals that do more in a day to give humans a bad name.  We are just another animal. I'll tell you right now  a cockroach is smarter than us. They know what the fuck to do! We don't know what the fuck to do. Maybe we do know what to do. So why don't we do it without overthinking every goddamn thing and mistrusting everything? We have to figure it all out for ourselves and everybody's fucking it up. Have been since the beginning of time when somebody told us how fucking awesome we were. Since they gave us a brain to fuck it up with. I have respect and I love you. I'm talking about myself too! I've done my fair share of fucking it all up just saying. God damn it dude, if I'm ever recycled and put back on this fucking planet as a human, I'm going to fucking jump in front of the first bus going by. I damn sure didn't want to be put here in this shitshow this time around I'll be damned if I'm going to do it again unless I'm an aardvark. Nobody gave me a fucking choice! You know who doesn't mind being here without being given a choice? Fucking aardvarks! 😆  Every one of us is fucked! I don't care how happy you THINK you are, you're fucked and you fucking think too much. We shouldn't have to think too much. Welcome to my fucking blog this is how the shit is dude.

I get it. People fucked you over and made you the way you are. That's how we all ended up this way. That has happened to everyone of us. We started using that as an excuse to be idiots. We began justifying shitty behavior rather than doing something to stop shitty behavior.  Start trusting one of these fucking days instead of starting out with mistrust. Don't let the words that come out of your mouth leave any room for interpretation. Start being a reason why people can trust the words coming out of people's mouth. Say what you mean and mean what you say. Then you don't have to spend all your life fucking trying to analyze what people are saying.

 I DEFINITELY SHOULD HAVE  CALLED THIS BLOG 

 WHAT THE EVERLOVING FUCK   CHECK THIS SHIT OUT!!!

 I often peruse my spam folder. I hope everybody does. 

It is stupid not to, no matter how stupid you feel doing it.

I discovered the hard way that this practice can reveal an email that slipped through the 

scrutinizing eye of the correspondence priority algorithm. I totally made that up. But, it sounded like some teal shit! Exactly what I wanted to say! I like that.

Anyway, I have experienced various setbacks due to misplaced messages from time to time.

I am going to also reveal that  I might secretly enjoy a supercilious feeling of importance during these forays.  

I know for a fact I am not the only one. More folks than will admit it are puffed up by the ridiculous number of fuck requests and manufactured messages of flattery ,that by their very design, are there to do exactly that.

The human ego is the greatest adversary to common sense. 

Like the baddest ass DOA chartreuse Lunker Lure, so many folks who pride themselves in their impermeable immunity to bullshit, fall victim.

It is such a simple science! Everyone of us will say we won't fall for such stinking shit. 

Not a single one of us has not been victimized by this insidious aphrodisiac to one degree or another. If you try to deny it, well, it's too late for you to be unstupid again.

NOT ONE OF US ON THIS PLANET HAS NOT BEEN BITCHSLAPPED BY HIS/HER EGO!

To show you that I am not merely pointing accusing fingers, I am going to personify the vulnerability that allows these strategic schemes to sneak up and exploit whatever need it was specifically created for.

For me on this very day it was the enticing prospect of hot slutty, (Dudes fucking love slutty, regardless of any opposing assertions they offer) women in my close proximity.

I  noticed a couple of emails that were not as vulgar as the others. They appeared more personal in nature. 

I assured myself that I was only opening them in the event that some journalistic purpose could be achieved from this. Hopefully, comedic in nature! Boy, I was more accurate than I could have predicted but for a different reason. I enjoy casting humiliating aspersions upon dumbasses and dupes as much as the next guy! Today though, I was to represent the dupe faction. I was not catfished or anything that pathetic, but I was 

drawn by an influential magnetism. Simply put, I am so fucking horny right now, that it did not take much to ensnare me with attention and an intrinsic eagerness to have my tongue and everything else in all the lovely, sweet, pretty parts of these lusty beauties. They spoke directly to me and displayed a need that appeared to match my own in scope. 

In such situations, there are road signs to prevent crashing into stupidity. A good way to say it is, if it seems to good to be true it is. I did not see it that way and tumbled headlong into wanting to discover if I could actually fuck at least one of my "neighbors".

Adding to the allure of this situation, both parties in these chats are allowed to let go of normal speech filters. 

An uninhibited, revelatory disregard for mild mannered speech gives way to the freedom to speak, well, truthfully. Filthy talk is not only permitted it is expected! This is an apt way to put it. Considering that beneath the lovely feminine subterfuge, women are just dirty little tramps. I could and did convey via the "description" section of my profile the myriad actions I would spend many hours executing upon the errogenous  flesh of these harlots. As we drench everything in the immediate vicinity with our fluids. 

Once the profile was concluded the next phase in this proccess is to purchase credits required for direct messages. I experienced difficulty obtaining them thus, I had to surrender for a time. I walked away with blue balls wondering about how things might have ended up. I do not know if I was saved by the fact that my preferred payment options were  inexplicably ineffectual due to account adjustments made earlier in the day. I have no possible way to gauge the level of success I might have enjoyed. I am, however, still so fucking possessed by the possibility that potentially I have missed out on such a simplistic way to satisfy needs with no hassle or complicated ideals, getting in the way, as to remain optimistically open to the affirmative........

I WILL FIND OUT  IN THE NAME OF JOURNALISM