To hunt, one needs to understand how one’s prey thinks.
The female mind is a complex, illogical, unnatural phenomenon. Many men will tell you that women only live to serve men. They think that women are here to cook, clean and make babies for men. This is all true.
If one happens to go out on the town and you see a group of women drinking together in a pub, one might be inclined to think that they’re just out having a bit of fun. This is not true. They are in fact stalking men. The hunter has become the hunted.
The difference between the male hunter and the female hunter is that the male hunter is trying to put his thingy in her mouth, but the female hunter is trying to trap the male into a “relationship” so that she can serve him and make babies.
The relationship is the male hunter’s kryptonite. Once he has been snared by a relationship he will no longer be able to put his thingy in another females’ mouths. Unless he does it behind the female hunter’s back.
So how does one avoid a relationship? Three words. Act dumb!
The female hunter, although desperate to serve men, can be quite fickle at times. She believes in something call “standards”. I’ve done some research into this “standards” word and it apparently has something to do with avoiding dead-beat low-life scum, unless he drives a nice car.
So now you’re ready to make your first move on your prey. You showered four days ago. You’re wearing cologne that can also be used as a weed killer. You’ve stuffed your trousers with rolled up socks and you’re aware that the female species might be hunting you.
Oh yeah it's ladies night! *
* By "ladies night", I refer to the fact that it's not really their night, but they do feature in the evening's entertainment and therefore they should be pleased that even though they're playing a bit part, they should appreciate that a well known song has been dedicated to their pathetic lives.
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