Morality Tale

…and it is a tale:

“You now have the freedom to do whatever you want,” Williams told The Post about her revelation. “If you want to sleep with two men on the same day, you can. If you want to have a tryst in the middle of the day, you’re free. The only person who can judge you is yourself. And if you’re fine with it, screw everyone else.”

Apparently, her lust knew no bounds — she says she bonked eight men in that first year after her divorce.  Hence the “tale” bit.

I hate to break it to her, but eight men in a year is actually quite a low number for a late-40s divorcee, even a fairly plain-looking one like her.  I personally know one woman who bonked about three or four men a month after hers, and she did it for well over three years before finding a guy she wanted to stay with.  (I would have been one of them — I always had the hots for her — but I was living in another state far away at the time, and she told me her story after she’d moved in with The Guy.)

Frankly, I think I think our slut-wannabe New Yorker is telling a tale — the rule of thumb for most women who divulge their “number” nowadays is to take what she says, and double it — triple it if she’s a barhopping party girl.

So… sixteen in a year?  Not bad.  Otherwise, meh.

Working Off Debt

Here’s an interesting little morality tale.

My wife slept with our mechanic to settle a £500 bill we couldn’t afford to pay

We’ve been struggling to make ends meet ever since my wife lost her job last year.  My salary won’t stretch to cover our food, rent and energy bills.  That’s why we’re £2,000 in debt on our credit cards.

So it was the cherry on the cake when we were told our car failed its MOT last week. The mechanic told us his repairs would cost us nearly £500.  To add insult to injury it was obvious he fancied my wife.

Panicking, I asked if we could pay in instalments.  While looking my wife up and down he cheekily suggested if we didn’t have the money he could think of another way we could pay.  He said we could think about it overnight. Walking away, I asked her what she thought.

Her answer shocked me: “You know I’d do anything for us, babe.”

So the next day my wife went to his house while I waited in the car outside — it was the longest 30 minutes of my life.  I consoled myself with the idea that she’d be hating this as much as me, but when she finally emerged she seemed defiant and said: “Now I know I’m contributing just as much as you.”

It broke my heart and I’ve only got myself to blame.  Now she thinks it’s the answer to all our financial problems.  She even suggested I could manage her diary of clients.  I’m worried she even enjoyed having sex with this mechanic.

Well, that’s one way of “taking one for the team”, innit?

I actually feel sorry for the guy, because it seems to me he’s uncaged a tiger — and it’s small wonder, when all the Brit newspapers are full of tarts making X thousand a month for showing off their bodies and doing the dirty on prostitution sites like OnlyFans;  and in truth doing nothing on SugarBabies different from Mrs. Debtfire above.

It’s always gone on, only now it’s out in public.

I just wonder how these people account for the revenue on their tax return… because if they don’t, it’s called “tax evasion”, and the collection agencies (I mean tax offices hem hem) of both the U.K. and the U.S. respectively take quite a dim view of it.

Determinative Questions

As people seem to be unwilling to tell how to define what a woman is, the Babylon Bee  has an excellent questionnaire of 12 signs that someone may be a woman.

I would add only three:

13) Do you feel insecure about your relationships?

14) Do you often have low self-esteem, or feelings of inadequacy?

15) Have you ever faked an orgasm?

That should do it, with the Bee‘s dozen.

Best Ever

We’ve often seen those “Before & After” pics of people who’d had enough of being fat, scrawny, etc. and decided to do something about it.  Here’s one such, where a woman ballooned after having kids, felt ashamed of herself, and did something about it.

That’s pretty impressive.  Here’s another:

 

But the best I’ve ever seen is this one, where a woman married fat, had kids, and then — twenty years later — ended up looking sensational:

 

Just… wow.  Good for her — and good for her husband, who’s stuck by her through thick  and thin [sic].

Quelle Surprise

I am always amused when women all claim to love a Bad Boy, and then when they get involved with one, are all surprised when he turns out to be, well, actually badSuch as this idiot:

Evan Rachel Wood has described in horrific detail how her ex-boyfriend Marilyn Manson allegedly tied her up, beat her with a Nazi whip, and electrically shock her genitals when she tried to break up with him.

Errrr perhaps this may have been a slight clue that there was something wrong with the boy, young lady:

Just sayin’.  A little commonsense and (dare I say) parental advice heeded may have saved you all the (literal) butt-hurt.