oh, hey....that's a nice foot. it's too bad it's covered in tea. blech.

o, god...save me knox. I'm totally objectifying that foot right now and I have no idea if it's connected to a lady or not.

ffs---- it's likely TRAMA'S.

grughgg.

HUG please.

also you just gave me the push i needed to have some ice cream i found in the freezer.

I love fishnets and ice-cream and handcuffs.
No DNA bs. Dominance and submission can take turns.
And more.

One of my friends is one of those really smart top biologists.
I don't understand most of what he says but he gets really sad when people oversimplify this DNA thing in a deterministic way because it's just not... accurate.

Oh, wow, I'm touched that you understand and that you made such a brilliant comment about all the points raised.

i notice that alot of women feel bad about having ugly feet eventhough they think all feet are ugly

i don't seem to find the energy to care about the looks of my feet...

well i don't think people who feel bad about it are trying to on purpose

its just that im so busy reacting when i see bulllshit

He's clearly about to cum.

On the otherside of this I say 10/10 for this thread. Good serious (if a tad shouty) discussion, some great jokes, but yet at the end of it all I'm still none the wiser as to who's sleeping with who.

it's not even surprising that nobody responded to glice or floaty.
nobody gets outraged at the cock holder telling them off.
nobody even tries to conceal the double standard.

but anyway, my work here is not being appreciated.
i don't know why i even bother trying to teach some losers how to actually live around women.

so i'm out. you can go back to to measuring your penises or whatever.

there's always a lesson in everything and my one was that i was wrong to ever think suchfriends was a nice guy.

surely an interesting horror show of the most disturbing, self-involved and rotten side of some people, which proves there's a lot to be done.

but also a clear display about how awesome and sensitive some of you are.

life's full of surprises.

And, girls, if you're reading this:

men who apply double standards and have no problem being disproportionately aggressive and offensive towards women and like to insist this is a proof of how they're not sexist.

or anyone who refuses to listen and insists that the best way to deal with inequality is to pretend it's not there (you'll find that'll be generally a straight white cis male).

anyone who tries to silence you by saying what you're claiming there is not important and you should be doing something more important.

BIG RED FLAG.

best case scenario you'll get a mediocre lover or someone who likes to look at himself in the mirror while having sex.

Take care.

Finally some closure.

because it wasn't about her

well, i believe it to be true at some level, and while i can't stop laughing at the thought, i also know it will be inflammatory and offensive to some. so i'm aware i'm part-trolling.

but she's not my friend, so... fuckit.

as you probably know from life, drink and madness don't mix well.

but no worries-- i guarantee you she'll be back with more drama, and you'll get to know her. lolol.

alright, i should get off this thread, lest i involuntarily hasten her return.

Ive been reading this thread and have felt either confused or sad whilst doing so.

Speaking as a dick-carrying, very-likely-better-at-sports-than-most-of-you man who thinks that taking a paracetemol when youre hungover makes you one giant plant-eating pussy, im often in the kind of twisted up emotional state where i think "I dont give a shit how women feel about their place in society". I look at how many copies 50 Shades of Grey has sold and part of me thinks "If you want these abusive fuckers running your lives, fuck you and dont come crying to me about it".

Then I fucking grow a pair, and realise how detestable that attitude is.


Have you noticed how there are fewer prominent female posters here now?
To Rob, and everyone else, Engaging in a bit of self-examination about your own attitude doesnt mean you have to cut your balls off. On the contrary acknowledging our own susceptibility to mysoginy requires balls of a considerable size.