Isn't that just like a woman?
She provokes you, the superhero, into a pitched battle. And when you respond with a simple rap in the mouth to teach her her place, she unleashes her toothed vagina and nearly snaps your leg off. And then she dumps on you-- (almost) literally-- by dropping a huge mass of rocks on your head.
Of course, being a superhero, you're not going to show any sign of your injuries by the next chapter of the story. But it's the principle of the thing.
I wonder if certain newsblogs would notice this blog more if I perpetually wrote in the persona of a faux-sexist. Probably so. Oh well.
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