Jen’s TDFY
In liberal males, and similar masculine sorta person thingys, testosterone is being subverted and replaced by Obamarone. A weak, pseudo hormone that causes intense pussiness, wussiness, and constant lying about everything. replacement therapy might restore some erectile and testicular function, but once the lying starts it’s doubtful. The best thing would be some “End of male” counseling, and perhaps a .45 long colt revolver with one bullet in it. Above all we must show compassion for these wannabe twats. The sooner the gene pool is flushed and these rejects eliminated, the sooner it will be ok to be a guy again.
And in non-liberal males, a lot of them have adopted what zoologists call “protective coloration”, in hopes that those who prey on our kind will fail to see us entirely.
OMG - I can’t decide which verbal picture is certainly worth more than a thousand pictures -
The only chance women like Nancy Pelosi have of influencing the fuckers in the sand who want us dead is by walking naked through their midst and scaring them to death or inspiring mass suicide
or
It just occurred to me that if Bill Clinton was the first Black President, then Barak Obama is the first Woman President because he is both a boob and a twat
Oh bother - it doesn’t matter. Miss Jen has given me a hearty laugh and a renewed hope that I am not the only woman in the US who has been uncomfortable around her peer group and who has held real men - you know those with both the X and Y chromosomes - in great esteem.
While I have never quite understood the current generations use of the f-bomb - Miss Jen uses it to perfection - along with with the phrase -
The world has gone to crotch!
Pretty well sums it up.
I think you missed one wardmama:
God knows that Sarah Palin for all her faults at least has a set of balls and shoots shit for sport; two traits that should be required to have a Man Card.
That’s my favorite verbal picture! And one I heartily agree with, even if I’ve only shot a couple of rabbits, a couple of squirrels, and a dog that was raiding the chicken coop. I haven’t shot ‘shit’ since I was a teenager. (Wasn’t for ‘sport’ per se. We ate the squirrels and rabbits. The dog was in defense of our chickens. We didn’t eat ‘Fido Doe’.)
Here’s my second favorite:
I am the mom of four daughters,…
Yikes! I feel for any prospective dates her daughters bring home… Guys, you better have bigger balls than her daughters do…
Actually Christopher I was trying to not just publish the whole thing here - I loved it.
I also sent the url to my youngest daughter - as I said - I think I just found your doppelganger!
On the dates thing - We have terrified our daughter (maybe it’s why the other two simply went and eloped) with this little ditty:
The Declaration of Independence
Think I could tell you that first sentence
But then I’m lostI can’t begin to count the theories
I’ve had pounded in my head
That I forgotI don’t remember all that Spanish
Or the Gettysburg address
But there is one speech from high school
I’ll never forget(Chorus)
Come on in boy sit on down
And tell me about yourself
So you like my daughter do you now?
Yeah we think she’s something else
She’s her daddy’s girl
Her momma’s world
She deserves respect
That’s what she’ll get
Ain’t it son?
Hey y’all run along and have some fun
I’ll see you when you get back
Bet I’ll be up all night
Still cleanin’ this gunWell now that I’m a father
I’m scared to death one day my daughter
Is gonna find
That teenage boy I used to be
That seems to have just one thing on his mindShe’s growin’ up so fast
It won’t be long before
I’ll have to put the fear of god into
Some kid at the door(Chorus)
Come on in boy sit on down
And tell me about yourself
So you like my daughter do you now?
Yeah we think she’s something else
She’s her daddy’s girl
Her momma’s world
She deserves respect
That’s what she’ll get
Now ain’t it son?
Y’all go out and have some fun
I’ll see you when you get back
Probably be up all night
Still cleanin’ this gunNow it’s all for show
Ain’t nobody gonna get hurt
It’s just a daddy thing
And hey, believe me, man it works(Chorus)
Come on in boy sit on down
And tell me about yourself
So you like my daughter do you now?
Yeah we think she’s something else
She’s her daddy’s girl
Her momma’s world
She deserves respect
That’s what she’ll get
Now ain’t it son?
Y’all run along and have a little fun
I’ll see you when you get back
Probably be up all night
Still cleanin’ this gunSon, now y’all buckle up and have her back by te- let’s say about nine...thirty.
Drive safe.
Rodney Atkins (Album - If You’re Going Through Hell)Remember the Days of the Old West,
When Men were Men and Women were too!
Sarah is one of those Strong exceptional women
that Girlymen are so threatened by.
If only there were more Sarahs.
You go girl!
http://www.theothersideofkim.com/index.php/essays/41/
Kim duToit really knocked this one out of the park.
Required reading.
If you’re a real man (or woman) you’ll LOVE it. If you think it’s the epitome of all that’s wrong, you’re a liberal douche and should remove yourself from the gene pool.
DD
Posted by Dedicated_dad
08/15/2009 at 12:37 PM
Kim’s response has always been the same when he hears of women being abused by their husbands or boyfriends. “Where are her brothers?” he will ask. “Is her father dead?” These are always genuine questions from Kim. He assumes the woman must not have brothers or her father must be dead, because no one would allow that type of abuse to continue otherwise
Now I know why I sank so damn low in my life - my father is unknown to me, my dad died when I was 13 and neither one of my brothers had the f******* guts to tell my mom to go to hell and stand up for me. I’m just glad that despite their failures, I was able to stand up for myself and not give a crap what any of them thought about me, divorcing my first husband or marrying a younger man.
-’I cried a tear: you wiped it dry.
I was confused: you cleared my mind.
I sold my soul: you bought it back for me.
And held me up and gave me dignity,
Somehow you needed me’- [Anne Murray, You Needed Me]And on the First of September - We will celebrate 25 years together - damn best move I made in my life. Even if my f-i-l still doesn’t acknowledge my existence - and wonders why his son won’t talk to him.
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