Things that men and women do, sometimes to each other
This is one-time supermodel (and still-gorgeous) Helena Christensen, from Denmark:
…and this is one-time model and current actress Diane Kruger, from Germany:
So the question of the day is: Apart from modelling, what do these two examples of extreme pulchritude have in common?
Answer: Both women have had children fathered by Norman Reedus.
Let that sink in for a moment… and for the math geeks among you, here’s the diagram:
Still in math mode: Q.E.D.
Take a few moments to read this comparison study. Then decide which group best describes Democrats, and which Republicans.
Then ask yourself which animal you’d rather be.
(Found via Zman’s place)
All sorts of trouble has come out of this:
A Danish politician claimed she was told her baby daughter was ‘not welcome’ in the parliament’s main chamber.
Far-right speaker Pia Kjaersgaard allegedly ordered Conservative politician Mette Abildgaard to remove her five-month-old baby from the room.
The mother, who is in her 30s, said she had never brought her daughter to work before, but she had to so that day because her father could not take care of her.
And Mr. Speaker is absolutely right. When did it become acceptable for mommies to bring their brats into everywhere? (I don’t even like seeing young children in bars, and the thought of a baby in the Parliament building… good grief.)
And the mommy in question had the absolute gall to say this:
Mrs Abildgaard also added she is entitled to a year’s maternity leave with full salary from the Parliament.
And you didn’t take it… why? Surely the whole point of maternity leave is so that by the time it ends, the parent is capable of leaving the child in the care of someone not its parent.
This is total bullshit. Maternity is a wonderful thing — but it’s not everything, and proud parents need to get a grip on that fact and realize that the world doesn’t revolve around them and their offspring.
Is it too early for gin?
As I’ve stated elsewhere on these pages, I’m not against prostitution per se, as long as there’s no nasty stuff (enslavement, rape, trafficking etc.) involved. It’s as viable an employment option as any other — and I say this mostly because quite frankly, I’ve just given up even worrying about the morality thereof.
So I’m pleased to see that universities and colleges are becoming trade schools for prostitutes. I mean, seeing as academia now seems to be concerning itself more with certification than with education, why not allow students to get acquainted with what is after all the world’s oldest profession?
According to some study or other, the following are the fastest-growing “sugar baby*” schools in the United States:
As a graduate of UNT, I am unable to understand how this school could be ranked where it is. When I was on campus, there were some beautiful girls there, to be sure, but most looked and smelled like badgers. (By way of explanation, that’s because UNT is notable for having a large number of eco-loons, Greenies and socialists [some redundancy] in its student body.)
And I can only explain the appearance of Rutgers, Columbia and NYU on the list because it’s so damn expensive to live in upstate New Jersey and New York that the girls have to ummmm supplement their income to make ends meet. (What their male students have to do, I don’t wanna know.) Feel free to add your explanation in Comments, should your alma mater appear on the above list.
I am not surprised, by the way, that the “elite” schools don’t appear anywhere; I would imagine that women attending Harvard and Princeton, to name but two, are amply supported by Daddy’s money, and therefore have no need to rent out their bodies to pay the tuition fees. The same is probably true even on a local scale, which would account for the non-listing of schools like Texas’s SMU and UT-Austin, where I’ve seen coeds wearing fur coats to classes in winter, said fur coats probably having come from their actual fathers rather than from sugar daddies — although nowadays, who could tell?
*Young women who fuck older, wealthy men in return for being “looked after”. Hence the title of this piece.
Via Insty, I saw this rubbish about something called a “Sex Bucket List”. After looking at the activities enumerated, I can safely show my own sex bucket list as follows:
Kim’s Sex Bucket List
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That’s the (somewhat dubious) advantage of having come of age in the early 1970s and having played in a rock band during that era: I’ve tried pretty much everything (certainly all the things listed in the article), and what’s left that I haven’t tried, I have no interest in trying because pain and / or illegal.
I’m not interested in sharing any more about myself — even the above makes me queasy — but there is a generality I can share, based on my own experience and that of most of my peers: not much beats the old Missionary Position, in a bed, with someone you love.
I’ve been thinking about this whole thing about ex-men (transgender, or whatever the fuck they call themselves nowadays) entering women’s athletic events and — surprise, surprise — winning, in some cases by miles. (Some background here [warning: link contains Piers Morgan] )
Everyone seems to be going on about How Unfair It All Is, etc., but I for one have nothing but praise and support for this nonsense. Why?
Because I’m getting I’m getting a severe case of SO (Schadenfreude Overload), for one thing. I love the fact that the LGBTOSTFU crowd have imposed their agenda onto both women and men, and women are feeling the brunt of the unforeseen consequences. (“Unforeseen” to them, that is; anyone with a knowledge of recent history — e.g. Renee Richards, tennis player — knew full well that the girly-boys would always trounce the girly-girls at any kind of athletic activity because loss of male sex organs would never negate the physical advantages that men have over women, no matter how much the feministicals and LGBTOSTFU crowd might try to deny the fact.)
Wishful Thinking, meet Hard Reality.
Which is why I have to change my Depends every time I think of this stuff — it makes me pee myself, I’m laughing so hard.
I also laugh at the fact that Martina Navratilova, once untouchable because of her lesbianism and charter membership in the LGBT Alliance, is getting roasted because she’s actually speaking the truth about this travesty. (Had the Men’s #100-ranked player in Martina’s time had a sex change, he/she would have beaten the world’s greatest female tennis player 6-0 6-0, and she knows it.)
Truly, the LGBTOSTFU revolution has become so radical that it has started to devour its own — which always happens with revolutions, always — and I for one can only urge them on to still-greater lunacy.
And it doesn’t stop there. So when abortion supporters get laws that would allow newborn babies to be legally murdered simply because New Mommie Dearest can’t face the thought of changing a diaper in 5 minutes’ time, I say, “Why stop at newborns? Allow mothers to kill their babies up to the age of 5 years! Keep the insanity coming!” because at some point, the whole fucking experiment will blow up and come to a merciful end, just as the Soviet Union did, and the little Chavez-Maduro Venezuelan party trick is doing.
And when the Democrat Socialists want to ban private ownership of cars and all air travel, and impose a national rail system to take their place, I say, Go, Go GO little AOC! Impose the death penalty on people who won’t surrender their Dodge Durangos! Do that, and see what those unforeseen consequences will bring. (Hint: see what eventually happened to Robespierre — the French Revolution’s equivalent of Alexandria Ocasio-Cortez.)
Couldn’t happen to a nicer bunch of freaks.
