sleeping with whores

SLEEPING WITH WHORES


Well, the other day I got pretty worked up about comments directed at my quite innocent expectation that a wife should fulfill my basic needs. Normally I would have meekly apologized to all feminists everywhere for my gross misconduct. After all, it is one thing for a female to expect to be provided for and supported, but quite another for a male to expect any quid pro quo. But something in me snapped, as long time readers know a very rare occurrence, and I got pretty irate and started making a list for a future article on the danger of sleeping with whores. Then I calmed down a little and got over it and I was going to be all nice and bright and sun shiny. Well, as they say, the Gods laugh. I mean, don’t get me wrong. I’ve been preaching and yammering at you that what is coming down the road isn’t a hurricane type three week interruption of electricity or a recession but a full blown collapse. You refuse to listen despite all my carefully crafted logical arguments. So, sure, when the end comes and you end up in the stew pot, of course I’m going to prance around and do my “told you so” dance and loudly proclaim both that you were an idiot and I’ll even throw in a “who’s your daddy?”. Honestly, is it really the end of the world if you have to crap in a bucket? I’m not asking you to stop using toilet paper or handle your feces in a methane generation scheme. You still sit down, do your business and wipe. What’s the friggin difference? If you can’t even handle crapping in a bucket, you are doomed. Anyway, it is one thing for me to laugh uproariously at your coming demise, but it is quite a different matter when I’m the target of misfortune. A nifty little present in the mail box for me today. The state of Florida was amused at my presumption that my child support payments would decrease this coming June. By any amount.

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Well, as you can imagine that got me going again. A child moves out of the house, thus significantly decreasing the cost of food and clothing and transportation, and my child support payments stay the same? Am I paying CHILD support or am I paying EX-WIFE support? I think the facts speak for themselves. I’ll go through the process of appeal and try to change my obligation, but something tells me I am whistling Dixie. Thank you, Florida, for costing me yet another five friggin thousand dollars. May the waters rise and flood each and every one of the politicians and civil servants homes, right after an outbreak of tropical diseases infects your families, rotting the flesh from their genitals. If Lucifer himself appeared and tried to apologize for his Handmaiden getting out of control and, really, he isn’t that bad of a guy, just providing humanity with a needed service like a scavenger in nature, I would ask him if I could sell my soul to smite all parties involved in this two decade screw job. I don’t know if I could actually sign on the bottom line, but the option would be nice. And you know what? I don’t really want to hear a Goddamned thing out of you FemiNazi twats. Piss off and die. Here I am, feeling the pain for you, providing a real life example of how Sleeping With Whores will endanger you. I’m providing you with a valuable life lesson. Your husbands should take heed-don’t sleep with whores. If you are a whore-sorry. It has to be said. If you don’t have a husband but a “life partner”- that’s carpet licker talk for the ugly butch dyke of the couple- then you should pay attention-this could save your life.

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I don’t have anything against prostitutes. They provide a vital and needed service. Think about it. If a guy couldn’t get any, there would be a nasty butt sex incident increase. Thus, more AIDS. And I don’t care what they say. I don’t trust one of the infected to be anywhere around me with those cooties. So, it is good to have houses of prostitution around. Less disease, and let’s face it, their patrons are much nicer to work for after a visit. Would you want your judge to be all uptight with a case of blueballs? Noooo! You want a judge that got some last night. A prostitute has an ethic in her profession. Take money, then a one time screw. A whore, on the other hand, wants to screw you once and then keep charging you.

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A prostitute is up front with what she does. You are paying for sex. A whore lies about sex. It’s love. Then, she “fall out of love” and keeps taking your money. It is a lot cheaper to pay for a prostitute than a whore. And that is when times are good. When times turn bad, a whore can, literally, kill you. Now, before we go any further, I will make one thing clear. Please pay attention, trolls. A wife deserves to be supported and provided a basic level of security. That is a mans job. Their definition of support and security might differ, but in the end if the bitch has a roof over her head and enough calories I have no idea why she is bitching. Still, yes, there will be friction there sometimes in that definition. That is what makes marriage so damn “fun”. Fun being a living hell for the man and practice for the women. However, once past that level, once a wife expects more than that, I would classify her as a whore. She is trading sex for money. A wife does not trade sex, she is fulfilling the wifely role and cementing a bond. A whore, on the other hand, has no interest in her partner. She could care less who is on top, as long as they are attached to a wallet. Can I possible get any clearer here? A whore calls it love, and to her it is, a love of money. A wife calls it love and means it in the more traditional sense.

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Now, to the post-apocalyptic whores. In today’s lawyer infested, castrated society, we screw each other over financially. In the future, we are just going to kill our enemies and take their crap. This is where having a whore for a partner gets really dangerous. She will size you up. Calculate. Then, either stay with you as long as you keep bringing in wealth, or betray you to a richer partner. She is going to open the door one night and let in a bad guy with cronies or if she stole your balls long ago she is going to knife you in your sleep. Because she doesn’t care who is screwing her. She only cares how much money they have. And by money, I don’t mean necessarily paper currency. It could be cattle, gold, ammunition, a better defended and stocked retreat, whatever. When greed is at stake, no one can be trusted. Especially not the one you are naked and vulnerable around.

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You want a trophy wife? Enjoy it while it lasts. But, really, she is a trophy whore. And she will betray you. We all know better than to stop the car for a cutie. Her boyfriend will ambush us. We know better than to let her in the front door. At night she turns Trojan Horse. But, have you thought about the whore in your bed? Again, you will violently oppose my logic. Which doesn’t make it any less true. You have been warned.

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