A girl I was with the other day noticed another girl with what in her opinion were, “nice legs.” So she says to me, “Doesn’t she have the best legs?” Now, it is fine and dandy if this girl thought the other girl’s legs were like these fantastic, perfect legs. I, on the other hand, thought that they were that meaty-athletic looking leg. You know, the kind that have muscle tone but are too thick because they aren’t pure muscle, they still have some fat with a jiggle to them? So, no, I did not agree with this woman. So here’s the issue, why do women constantly do this? Why couldn’t she just say, “That girl has the best legs.” Why did she need to phrase it so now, I either have to lie and bite my tongue or I have to tell my honest opinion and look like a total cunt?
I always wanted to be that girl who had tons of friends who were girls but it never worked out that way. I’ve had guys tell me “I’m a man’s woman, “and girls tell me that I’m, “the type of girl that hates other women.” I don’t think I’m either. I’m just a person who demands honesty. It gives me cancer to not be able to say what I truly believe and it sickens me when other people are not frank. I think women are more phony generally and do not deal well with an straightforward opinion that may not be all sweet and sugary. Guys can be just as sensitive but I think that they tend to be able to handle harsher statements with a bit more ease. A person can be brutally honest in a tactful way but if you’re going to ask a question be prepared for an answer you may not care for.
Also, I think that my other disconnect with women is that they don’t understand sarcasm. Again, a girl asked me, “What are you up to this weekend?” I replied, “Well, I don’t have much going on for Saturday but I’m guessing a majority of my day will be used scooping cum out of my asshole on Sunday.” Crickets. Meanwhile, this girl knows me; it is not shocking that I would say some stupid shit like that. I am sure that guys may cringe at a statement like that as well. However, I don’t think that they would be viscerally disgusted; the good ones would be aroused.
I guess the point of this is that people should probably just not talk to me. I would be perfectly content with that.