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"She starts yelling at me, that much I remember, but I am not responding well to anything even if Megan Fox is requesting an emergency tit fuck. I do what all men do when women are yelling at them, I pretend to search for my imaginary TV remote controller.
I don’t know if someone dragged her away, or she choked on her saliva, but the yelling ceased, or maybe she finally realized that yelling gets you nowhere when it comes to men, because we only respond well to crying, lap-dances and stripteases. We don’t even need you to say ‘please’."
The only thing dumber than a girl getting pissed drunk, is getting pissed drunk in a skirt, because not only will you be losing a liver, your dignity is going out the door as well when you parade your ass for the world to see. If that happens, I hope you wore nice undies at least. What can be worse for your friends to find out that, not only are you a bad drinker, you also have bad taste in panties.
If a guy passes out from severe inebriation and pees his pants, it's fine because it's the responsibility and in the nature of men to do stupid and embarassing things. Sure, he'll get laughed at for a couple of days, but he will go home and wank off to a poster of Megan Fox, or Michael J Fox or an Animal Planet fox poster, whatever. And he will be fine after that.
So often am I at a table and the reflex action of everyone with an iPhone is to silently partition themselves from everyone else and just indulge in their new relationship with the iPhone. It’s like it’s a fucking Tamagochi, except that it vibrates and you can use it as a phone. And the poor Blackberry user is left all alone, that even talking would feel like masturbating.
Think of the iPhone as Robin Hood, robbing you of precious interaction between you and your partner – maybe sometimes it’s for the better because sometimes you need to shut up for a relationship to work. Remember, it’s only rude when only one person has an iPhone.
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