I Hate Women
Why is it that every girl I’ve hooked up with in high school has had the urge to cheat on me? Am I wearing some big giant sign that says, “I want you to cheat on me.”? If I am, please let me know so I can take it off. I mean three in a row? Does that happen? Well sure I’ve only dated three girls in four years of high school but does that seriously matter? I bet your reading this thinking, “Man this kid Wigidy gets not action.” Well fuck off. You try being a swimmer and going to an all male school. I take eight hours at school, four a day for swimming, two for homework (minimum), and two for transport. That puts me at sixteen hours, leaving eight for sleeping (on a good day); not a lot of spare time to go around and pick up broads. Seriously, I see more vaginas around my house than I do outside of it. How sad is that?
Most of you out there are probably thinking, “Well why doesn’t he just date a swimmer? It would make sense since he’d see her 4 hours a day.” Good call. Most girl swimmers have bigger guns than I do. That scares me. And besides, last check, my team consisted of two girls that were within three years of me: one is smokin’ hot but not into me in that way (that’s fine with me) and the other is ugly (I don’t hate on her for this. I love her like a sister; and if anyone wants to rip on her, I’ll show up at your house with a baseball bat and bash your fucking brains in.). That’s it. There are some freshmen who look like they’re twelve and then there are some twelve year old girls. As horny as I might get, I’m not a sick pedophile so those girls are not even thought about.
There’s another thing I don’t understand, kiddy porn. What the hell is all that about? I’m sick of this bullshit, “Just accept people for who they are.” What is that crap? I was watching Eunvision (I’m working on becoming fluent in Spanish, fuck off) and there was some Jenny Jones knock off. This ugly ass chick walked out and started talking about how she/he/it had a sex change. What the hell is all that? Then she started crying about how no one in her family accepted her for who she was. The audience groaned sympathetically. I vomited. If I was in that crowd, I would have grabbed the nearest fire extinguisher and beat the it. Can you blame its parents? I would disown my son if he ever had a sex change. I take that back. My son would know better than to have a sex change. Why? Because I would raise him the same way my parents raised me. Whenever I did something wrong, I got beat. When I did something really wrong, they pulled out a belt or the PVC pipe. That’s what’s wrong with parents these days. They take too much crap. Whatever my parents tell me to do, I do it; no questions asked. Why? Probably because they raised me for eighteen years, and I feel I owe them something. You figure at best $3 a meal three times a day 365 days in the year for eighteen years comes out to about $59,130. That’s almost $60,000 a year you owe your parents for meals by the time you’re eighteen. If you were that much in debt to credit card company, you’d be working your ass off to pay it back. Yet people still think they have the right to talk back to their parents. Think about that next time you decide to tell them how they’re not letting you be yourself, when all they wanted was for you to take the trash out. Grow a set and do what they ask. It’s not unreasonable, so do it.
I don’t even honestly consider myself much above average attractiveness despite my 9.8 rating on hotornot.com. I figure I’m an average looking guy so I can settle for an average looking girl, right? I just want a girlfriend that won’t go around messing around with other guys when I go out of town for a weekend. Is that seriously asking too much? Has the moral fabric of our society really sunk this low that a guy can’t even go out of town for a weekend without having his girlfriend cheat on him? Maybe it’s just how I was raised. My mom and dad have been married 25+ years. My grandparents have been married over 50 years. 50 fucking years! That’s a long ass time. And neither one has yet to cheat on the other. “How’d they make it so long?” you might ask. Simple when my grandparents (and parents for that matter) took their wedding vows, they took “till death do us part” literally. Now a days, people go in with prenuptial agreements and the attitude that, “If it doesn’t work out, we can always get a divorce.” This is the wrong fucking attitude. Even the rightwing Christians protesting outside of Terry Shivo’s nursing home were urging her husband to get a divorce so her family could take care of her, and he could go on with his life. What does this say about our morals? The religious morons that I hate so much are advocating divorce—so much for higher moral values, assholes. Fucking hypocrites.
I mean ladies, am I expecting too much here? I’m not even asking to date a hot girl. I just want an average girl that won’t go fuck around with other guys when I’m gone. Is that seriously too much to ask out of a relationship? Am I seriously naive to expect this? You probably could right it off as three bad apples, but I’d prefer to take the easier route and stereotype all women as lying, cheating slut-whores. There’s something else, I listened to some gangsta rap after breaking up because I needed advice on how to deal with my bitches and hoes. That did wonders. All gangsta rap makes me want to do is smoke some weed, pull my glock, and pop a cap in my bitch. I already wanted to do the later, but I don’t have any weed. Now I’m even more pissed off. Why the fuck isn’t marijuana legal? I’m not one of those pothead-smoking, hippy, love-everyone types; but Jesus Christ, I see no reason for it to be illegal. How many people in the past year died from “marijuana poisoning”? If you answered zero, you’re right. Now, how many people died of alcohol poisoning between 1996 and 1998? If you answered 32,298*, you’d be correct. How many people died of cancer caused by smoking too much marijuana in the past year? The answer, zero once again. How many died of cancer caused by cigarettes? 157,200 died from lung cancer caused by smoking in 2003**. Why the hell is weed illegal then?
*Source = your United States government. Click here for more info.
**Source = about.com. Click here for more info.
Another thing that pisses me off about women: when you confront them about cheating, they try to justify it. When a cop pulls me over, I don’t try and justify shit. I chose to go faster than the speed limit, and now I’m going to have to pay a fine. I made a conscious decision to go faster than the speed limit. Now I pay the consequences. The same thing is true for abortion. If you made a conscience decision to have sex, you have to deal with the consequences of being pregnant. Suck it up and have the kid. No one forced you to have sex. Now you must deal with the consequences of having sex and have a kid. There is no gray area. You must be a parent. Same thing goes for all the guys. Look at Illinois guard, Dee Brown. He is a father attending school full time and playing D-1 basketball. If he can find time to take care of his kids, you should too. You made a conscious choice to have sex, and now you must deal with the consequences. Be a parent and take some responsibility. Too much of our society dismisses us from responsibility. We try and justify things even when we are wrong or made a stupid choice. I’ve made plenty of dumb decisions in my life, and every single time I’ve owned up and dealt with the consequences. Most of the time, the consequences suck, but I learn from my mistakes. Guess what? That’s life. I’m sick of kids doing so much stuff and getting off scot-free. If you kill someone, you do jail time. That’s something else fucked up. When you kill someone, it’s no longer considered immoral; it’s referred to as illegal. It is much more immoral than it is illegal, yet it gets referred to as illegal. Maybe my parents raised me wrong, but my family looks a lot like the kind of family that America was built on. We shop at small businesses, my parents work at middle class jobs, and we don’t complain about how certain people are richer than we are. Why? Because no matter how much poor we might appear to others, there are people lower than us and we’re grateful for what we have. This country really needs another depression. That would set us straight. That would be awesome. There would be a mass suicide of soccer moms because they wouldn’t be able to drive their SUVs and their husbands will have lost their jobs because no one would care about buying bullshit Wal-mart products that only collect dust in people’s homes. My family could withstand another depression. Could yours?
I hate when girls play dumb. You know that I know you cheated. I’ve heard about it from eight different people before talking to you so don’t deny it. You’re not helping your cause. Just admit that you’re a lying cheating slut-whore-bitch and get it over with. Honestly, do you think I wouldn’t breakup with you? It’s not like we’re talking about some chick going out and fucking the hell out of a Matt Damon or some other Hollywood hunk. We’re talking about going out and sleeping with some sleaze ball like me. I would consider not breaking up if it was a Hollywood hunk because at least then I could brag to my friends about how I was hitting the same pussy that Johnny Depp hit. But you’re average dirt ball? Forget about it.
3 girls have read this and realized they were wrong for cheating on me. Just kidding, if they knew they were wrong, they wouldn’t have done it in the first place. I hope soccer moms burn in hell. Oh, and the same goes for all their fucking fat ass kids that stuff their faces at McDonald’s.
Updated 7-20-05