Ah good grief, it’s that time of week again already, and for some of us, too soon:
So let’s do some remedial laughing.
And now it’s time for a little Monday morning eye-opener:
Who she?
Granted, she has piss-poor taste in men, but then again, that’s quite common among Australian women…
Let’s set the scene, here. You and a bunch of your buddies go out to a nightclub in a foreign country — let’s call it Western Europe — and start doing what you always wanted to do with a bunch of women Back Home but couldn’t because the women’s brothers and cousins have no sense of humor and are likely to cut your nuts off. Now these “foreign” women are not only dressed like whores but also seem to have no brothers and cousins whatsoever. But for some reason, they get upset with being pawed, fingered and squeezed without giving permission (go figure, right?). So they call the club bouncers and you get tossed out on the street because you’re acting like oafish animals.
Do you think, “Hmmm… maybe this isn’t the way to do things here. Perhaps we ought to change our behavior somewhat.” Of course you don’t — because, as it happens, you’re a bunch of oafish animals. (And let’s take a wild guess at this point, and assume that Back Home is nowhere close to Western Europe.)
So what you do is return to the same nightclub and demand to be let back in and when refused entry, you try scaling the fences and getting in that way — you know, like you used to do Back Home. The bouncers, for some reason, aren’t having any of this and toss you back out onto the street.
Whereupon you and your oafish buddies pull out a couple machetes (that you just happened to have about your person) and attack the bouncers.
No doubt, when these pricks are eventually captured it’ll be all about the pore starvin migrants and asylum seekers, and some asswipe German judge will rule that the bouncers were actually to blame.
And when the German people get upset about this, they’ll be labeled “rightwingers”…
I will never forget reading some thread online where an Austinite was moaning about all the Californians moving to Austin for the tech jobs — and complaining that they were too conservative for Austin.
I hate to break it to y’all, but if you leave California because you’re surrounded by liberals and have lost your “political voice”, and then move to Austin TX (!!!), that isn’t moving at all. You’ve just exchanged the world’s best climate for an oven, you’re still going to be surrounded by liberal assholes, and your political voice will be drowned out again, this time by liberal Texas twang. As Mark Pulliam discovered.
So Pulliam is leaving Austin and Texas, and moving to Tennessee. Given his poor decision-making history, he’s probably heading for Nashville.
Might as well just move to Greenwich Village and have done with it.
So to alleviate the pain somewhat, a little mirth:
My guess is that the above did not originate in this branch:
And on a philosophical note:
And speaking of mystical things, let’s do a little yoga:
The mirror broke, sorry.
Anyway, get out there and back into the spirit of things…
I haven’t ever understood the fascination with a fat ass on a woman. I know the anthropological reasons in primitive societies — where a wife’s ass was an indicator of her husband’s success, i.e. the better he fed her, the better provider he was — but I never understood the fascination for lard-assed women in the civilized world, and nor do these guys.
I know, I know: this post is useless without some kind of pictorial underpinning. [sigh]
…and that’s one of the least offensive examples out there. A single trip to WalMart… well, you know the rest. (No such pic posted, on humanitarian grounds.) And in any event, I speak not of the genus walmarta — those women who become pear-shaped either through diet, childbirth or unfortunate genetic background; I speak here of those vain modern women who have fat or worse injected into their posteriors to plump them out deliberately.
Anecdotally, a Black (female) friend once told me that Black women have fat asses as a protection against their male counterparts’ predilection for anal sex: “It keeps them further back” — but I don’t buy that, unless that’s the primal cause for Black men to have larger-than-average dicks, I dunno. Maybe, in the case of the Kardashian coven, the butt enlargements are simply done as an attractant for their favorite choice of partner (i.e. wealthy Black men).
Whatever.
What I do know is that this female trend towards buttock-amplification is pretty moronic, even when matched against female stupidity such as spending untold dollars on crap like anti-aging creams and potions (none of which work).
And I, for one, am not a huge fan thereof. In fact, were it not for her superstructure, I’d find Carol Vorderman quite unappealing.
But hey, as the man said: “A foolish consistency is the hobgoblin of small minds.”
Within the bell curve, however, something that would occur more towards the middle — such as that as shown by Diogenes in her weekly series — is far more appealing:
What I also find unattractive, by the way, are those who inhabit the left-hand side of the same bell curve: the snake-hipped, flat-buttocked women of the runway model kind (which may also explain my disdain for the average Chinese or Japanese woman, few of whom seem to have any buttocks at all).
As with all things, sufficiency is what we strive for.
Except when it comes to boobage. Even I have my limits.
This got me going, from SOTI:
We can only marvel at greatness.
And by the way, that was NOT written by my Son&Heir.