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This Steak Is Overly Chartreuse

Posted in The MANifesto on October 5th, 2005

In my series of things to ask women if you’re looking for a laugh try this one. Ask a woman to define any the following words:

microcosm
oration
definition
equality
APR

Or make up your own! Pull random words from whatever a woman’s saying like I do. The fun in the game isn’t what words you know or use, it’s what words women don’t know, but use anyway. All of them. Every single fucking chance they get. [Read more]

Women Would Vote for Hitler

Posted in The MANifesto on September 26th, 2005

A woman voting on anything other than American Idol or her personal favorite type of chocolate is like watching a small child run full speed into a wall. Clearly the fundamentals are understood. The child runs, it’s going somewhere and there’s no doubt about that. The child can run. But very quickly one comes to the understanding that somewhere, somehow, the process has been perverted. Then comes the wall. Then comes the crying.

Women would vote for Hitler. Not because a woman could be talked into buying a catsup Popsicle while she was wearing white gloves, but because women are all fascists. [Read more]

Sports Are a Woman’s Best Friends. She Hates Them.

Posted in The MANifesto on August 3rd, 2005

If I could go back in time and invest in something that would make me millions of Pounds Sterling, it would be this:

If there’s ever any kind of man-sanctuary from women’s constant BS (bullshit), it will immediately be overrun and ruined by women.

That’s a rock fucking solid investment. And it’s been true since the first primitive man said to himself, ‘Fuck. Woman are annoying.’ Then made a crude caveman type sign that said, ‘No fucking women allowed in this cave today.’ Then found himself ass deep in women.

That’s how women operate. They’re like locusts. They have no respect for anything — especially themselves. [Read more]

The F Word

Posted in The MANifesto on July 13th, 2005

The F word today is Feminism — not fuck like it is usually.

It seems that on the topic of men being better than women eventually the topic of feminism should be covered.

Although I don’t really see why.

Since no one gives a shit about it. [Read more]

Weddings are Golden Toilets…Flush

Posted in The MANifesto on July 8th, 2005

Is it any surprise to no one that a woman’s second favorite past-time: having a wedding, is a huge waste of time and money?

It sure is.

Or it sure isn’t. I’m not really sure how to answer that question, so I’ll just say it. Weddings are a complete waste of time and money and are the stupidest thing that a new couple can do. [Read more]

Women are Wild for Wombs!

Posted in The MANifesto on June 13th, 2005

Women and their aimless bullshit and prattling are like Chinese people in China. There’s like a billion of them, there’s new ones every day, and no matter how hard you try, you’ll never be able to count them all.

If you were going to count them though, you would have to start with one and one alone. The very seed and sole archetype of the shrill, sanctimonious feminine dogma:

Women make up for their constant drain on both society and man-patience because they can have babies.

Is this opposite day? [Read more]

Women Traded Cooking and Cleaning for Blowjobs

Posted in The MANifesto on June 8th, 2005

Ever wonder why the only place you can get a home cooked, fresh baked apple pie these days is at Marie Calendar’s or at your grandmother’s house?

It’s because during a movement called “Women’s Liberation”, women traded cooking and cleaning for blowjobs [Read more]

Nature’s Filibuster

Posted in The MANifesto on June 3rd, 2005

Arguing with a woman is like walking through a Fun House of Mirrors.

Sure it’s fun for a while. You get to see yourself in new and interesting ways, something that we men love to do to grow emotionally and in character. But then it gets really fucking irritating and disorienting because almost none of it makes any kind of sense and you have to keep backtracking to make progress that you thought you made like ten minutes ago.

Where the fuck are the stairs? [Read more]