I'd thought I would post about my next business ventures. I'm a serial entrepreneur and have been in software, fashion, real estate, e-commerce, and just about every dental whitening product in the market. My next product might be a little shocking but I think it will be a hit. I'm trying to determine the final name so any suggestions are appreciated.
I've worked with the team that does a bunch of the teeth whitening products and we have come up with an at home Anal Bleaching Kit. Now before you say eooowww, this is big business and millions are spent at Cosmetic Surgeons to correct this problem. I've had to dump someone because the color of the butthole didn't match the skintone, that sounds terrible but when you are banging doggy style I cannot have the wrong color starfish. I'll pay $1000 to anyone who comes up with a name that I use. I'll pay $5000 for before and after usage pics too. So if you think your precious starfish needs a little light shade, here's your chance.
Now you may ask how does this apply to BitchesBeCrazzy. Well no straight guy would ever change the color of his butthole for a chick, it takes alot for us to shave, manscape, take a shower and brush our teeth. So if you buy my products, have plastic surgery, or wear makeup you are definitely crazy.
Thursday, January 27, 2011
Thursday, January 20, 2011
The Intellectual Female and why she is single.
It may be surprising to some of the readers because sometimes I date bimbos but I've dated some great professional women. This includes doctors, film producers, nurses, lawyers, paralegals, and editors at major publishing house so I've got a little bit of experience. In all honestly, these type of women are my only female friends. First reason is we got the sex out of the way. I've never had a attractive female friend without sex coming into play. Second, they give honest opinions without sugar coating. Third, I have a rule that I do not go backwards. If we didn't work out there is no reason to try and have sex with them again and I think that they respect that.
Ok, so why are they single and why didn't I lock one down. I don't have the proper answer but I think it is a combination of the intelligent female over thinking things and creating a timeline progression for a relationship. They have created a life with goals, dates, degrees, and everything followed a timeline from High School to now. Here is a secret "Love doesn't follow a timeline". For a guy like me I need a natural flow and progression. I need to chase you a little and you need to chase back without either person trying to conform the other into their life. This No Pressure philosophy is like slow cooking ribs. Put on low heat and let it sit and the meat will fall off the bone and the guy will fall in love.
That and hide the bridal magazines. I'll run for the hills so fast if I see those.
Ok, so why are they single and why didn't I lock one down. I don't have the proper answer but I think it is a combination of the intelligent female over thinking things and creating a timeline progression for a relationship. They have created a life with goals, dates, degrees, and everything followed a timeline from High School to now. Here is a secret "Love doesn't follow a timeline". For a guy like me I need a natural flow and progression. I need to chase you a little and you need to chase back without either person trying to conform the other into their life. This No Pressure philosophy is like slow cooking ribs. Put on low heat and let it sit and the meat will fall off the bone and the guy will fall in love.
That and hide the bridal magazines. I'll run for the hills so fast if I see those.
Sunday, January 16, 2011
My Life has been an HBO and Showtime plot line the last year - Part 1 of 2
Since my last post was a little educational, this post will be a little fun at my expense. Sad, depraved, are you serious, this cannot be true and boy is my life strange shit. I broke up with my girlfriend a little over a year ago and yes I got played but she had so much potential and I had made a list of things that I wanted in a woman and she had them all. I forgot to add to the list cannot be separated or married when I meet her and cannot have posed naked in a magazine or internet. At least not all in the same woman.
I broke the rule "You cannot turn a supermodel into a wife". Some women are so physically beautiful in this world that they become truly insane. It's why Elizabeth Taylor had so much drama. In her day she was stunning, she was also a poster child for BitchesBeCrazzy. I saw the signs and I let my ego blind me to the truth.
On to the backstory, we lived together for 6 years during this time I helped her start a fashion company, we contemplated having kids, and she never got a divorce. In our 4th year her company had basically failed and she loved the company more then me. This was also the beginning of the end. The company gave her an identity and slight celebrity status. Actually I gave her the identity as I changed the spelling of her name and created the brand. Later this lunatic tried to convince me that it's her real name even though I have seen her birth certificate, passport, and booked dozens of flights for us.
Late in 2009, one of her fashion friends invites her to go to a private John Legend concert in NYC and I didn't know about it, nor was I invited. Guys, here is a another rule. Girls nights that involve overnights are huge red flags that you have a problem. That night she starts a fight for no reason. I'm smart and simply ignore the nonsense and wait until the next day. She then pulls a doozy and steals $2000 out of my wallet and heads to NYC. That's right, my six year gf has just committed a felony on a man that she lives with, finanically supports her, and more importantly supported her fashionista dreams.
This is basically a line in the sand that has been crossed, she's has to go. That day I hire movers and move all the stuff out into a storage unit while she is in NYC. I didn't call, I didn't text. In an ironic twist of events the movers leave a single purple leopard notebook in the middle of the room. It's her journal and diary and I've never see it or knew she had one. This journal was something out of the movie Seven. It was not written in chronological order or with sentences and it runs on from page to page. Despite the hieroglyphics, the contents were remarkable, she wanted to substitute me out for the Founder of Tom's Shoes who she recently met and fucked the Outback Steakhouse CEO for $100,000 a couple of times the year before the breakup @ $50,000k per pop. When I say BitchesBeCrazzy, I mean crazy. I realize I've hit the jackpot here, and that I bang expensive pussy. I guess since she took me for at least $500,000 I got it at the discount rate of a few hundred dollars per pop. I feel much better now. She would classify us as investors.
You know when Grandparents say "When life gives you lemonade", I say "To get over a cheating girl, bang a hot younger girl". Women hate that. I immediately rebound with this crazy lingerie model named Brittany. She's 24, 5'4", 100 lbs and her hair color seems to change every week.
A few weeks go by and my brother moves in with me and he's the kind of guy that doesn't get a lot of women but loves to go to bikini bars and strip clubs. He takes me to this bikini bar he is talking about all the time. I've actually never been to a bikini bar but I like this one. The girls are very attractive, they serve beer, and have sports on TV. I can hang out here. Ironically, Brittany worked there as one point. Even funnier she got us kicked out for trying to show my buddies wife her cleavage. The girls that work wear only their underwear and we get kicked out for another girl now in a bra. The Hypocrisy of Democracy. I continue to go over the next couple of weeks and somehow one thing leads to another and I hook up with first of two of girls from there. We will call her 'Katy'.
My brother is out of town and I'm heading out of town so I ask Katy if she would come by and feed my dogs. It's actually part of the reason we went out, I forgot the exact reasoning, but girls in their underwear seem to like dog walking. I fly to the East Coast and meet up with my brother at a crabfest in Maryland. He asks what about the dogs and I tell him about Katy. He asks how much did I pay her? I told him nothing, I paid her in dick. I have a funny Maryland story here, but it doesn't fit in the narrative so add a new rule. "Try and remember a girls name at the end of the drunken night of partying if you want to get laid"
My brother returns to CA and I head to NYC. I met this cute 21 year old on the plane and had her show me the city from her perspective. I do love NYC moments and traveling in general. While I'm in NYC my ex texts me and we start communicating.
On my return back to CA, I now found my brother is dating the girl that I left naked to watch the dogs. This violates one of my rules. "If one of my friends or brother shows any interest in a woman, I never go after her." However, that's a rare trait to find in men and obviously not genetic and slightly twisted from my point. But, in truth I really don't care and it's good to know that he's not gay. Sadly, he spends the next couple of months trying to make her into a girlfriend before she dumps him. He wouldn't listen about BitchesBeCrazzy.
My brothers obviously psycho attempted girfriend did throw me under the bus with the other girl from the Bikini Bar because when I took her out I did the exact same thing with the other one to see if they would talk about me and compare stories. I guess Teppanyaki, dog walking, jacuzzi, and sex from two girls that work together is only funny to me. She also throws me under the bus because the ex-gf is coming around again. Not smart I know.
During my brother's courtship of my dogwalker, my ex sneaks back in my life for a moment because she missed the dogs. Being who I am, I understand when it's time for hate breakup sex. I'm talking the kind of sex which ruins the soul. Guys another rule. "You cannot go back to any ex, if you do it's only for sex and not the kind of sex that is healthy." Which I do for a few weeks before kicking her out on Xmas Eve. So in a matter of 6 weeks I go from having a 6 year relationship to having a crazy lingerie model Brittany in the morning, my ex in the evening, and a girl that I banged staying in my house with my brother who rats me out to the one girl that I actually like the most, her co-worker.
On New Years Eve I trade Brittany for another girl and didn't talk or see her again until this Tuesday. That'll segue nicely into Part 2 later which will be titled "Brittney's be Crazy".
I broke the rule "You cannot turn a supermodel into a wife". Some women are so physically beautiful in this world that they become truly insane. It's why Elizabeth Taylor had so much drama. In her day she was stunning, she was also a poster child for BitchesBeCrazzy. I saw the signs and I let my ego blind me to the truth.
On to the backstory, we lived together for 6 years during this time I helped her start a fashion company, we contemplated having kids, and she never got a divorce. In our 4th year her company had basically failed and she loved the company more then me. This was also the beginning of the end. The company gave her an identity and slight celebrity status. Actually I gave her the identity as I changed the spelling of her name and created the brand. Later this lunatic tried to convince me that it's her real name even though I have seen her birth certificate, passport, and booked dozens of flights for us.
Late in 2009, one of her fashion friends invites her to go to a private John Legend concert in NYC and I didn't know about it, nor was I invited. Guys, here is a another rule. Girls nights that involve overnights are huge red flags that you have a problem. That night she starts a fight for no reason. I'm smart and simply ignore the nonsense and wait until the next day. She then pulls a doozy and steals $2000 out of my wallet and heads to NYC. That's right, my six year gf has just committed a felony on a man that she lives with, finanically supports her, and more importantly supported her fashionista dreams.
This is basically a line in the sand that has been crossed, she's has to go. That day I hire movers and move all the stuff out into a storage unit while she is in NYC. I didn't call, I didn't text. In an ironic twist of events the movers leave a single purple leopard notebook in the middle of the room. It's her journal and diary and I've never see it or knew she had one. This journal was something out of the movie Seven. It was not written in chronological order or with sentences and it runs on from page to page. Despite the hieroglyphics, the contents were remarkable, she wanted to substitute me out for the Founder of Tom's Shoes who she recently met and fucked the Outback Steakhouse CEO for $100,000 a couple of times the year before the breakup @ $50,000k per pop. When I say BitchesBeCrazzy, I mean crazy. I realize I've hit the jackpot here, and that I bang expensive pussy. I guess since she took me for at least $500,000 I got it at the discount rate of a few hundred dollars per pop. I feel much better now. She would classify us as investors.
You know when Grandparents say "When life gives you lemonade", I say "To get over a cheating girl, bang a hot younger girl". Women hate that. I immediately rebound with this crazy lingerie model named Brittany. She's 24, 5'4", 100 lbs and her hair color seems to change every week.
A few weeks go by and my brother moves in with me and he's the kind of guy that doesn't get a lot of women but loves to go to bikini bars and strip clubs. He takes me to this bikini bar he is talking about all the time. I've actually never been to a bikini bar but I like this one. The girls are very attractive, they serve beer, and have sports on TV. I can hang out here. Ironically, Brittany worked there as one point. Even funnier she got us kicked out for trying to show my buddies wife her cleavage. The girls that work wear only their underwear and we get kicked out for another girl now in a bra. The Hypocrisy of Democracy. I continue to go over the next couple of weeks and somehow one thing leads to another and I hook up with first of two of girls from there. We will call her 'Katy'.
My brother is out of town and I'm heading out of town so I ask Katy if she would come by and feed my dogs. It's actually part of the reason we went out, I forgot the exact reasoning, but girls in their underwear seem to like dog walking. I fly to the East Coast and meet up with my brother at a crabfest in Maryland. He asks what about the dogs and I tell him about Katy. He asks how much did I pay her? I told him nothing, I paid her in dick. I have a funny Maryland story here, but it doesn't fit in the narrative so add a new rule. "Try and remember a girls name at the end of the drunken night of partying if you want to get laid"
My brother returns to CA and I head to NYC. I met this cute 21 year old on the plane and had her show me the city from her perspective. I do love NYC moments and traveling in general. While I'm in NYC my ex texts me and we start communicating.
On my return back to CA, I now found my brother is dating the girl that I left naked to watch the dogs. This violates one of my rules. "If one of my friends or brother shows any interest in a woman, I never go after her." However, that's a rare trait to find in men and obviously not genetic and slightly twisted from my point. But, in truth I really don't care and it's good to know that he's not gay. Sadly, he spends the next couple of months trying to make her into a girlfriend before she dumps him. He wouldn't listen about BitchesBeCrazzy.
My brothers obviously psycho attempted girfriend did throw me under the bus with the other girl from the Bikini Bar because when I took her out I did the exact same thing with the other one to see if they would talk about me and compare stories. I guess Teppanyaki, dog walking, jacuzzi, and sex from two girls that work together is only funny to me. She also throws me under the bus because the ex-gf is coming around again. Not smart I know.
During my brother's courtship of my dogwalker, my ex sneaks back in my life for a moment because she missed the dogs. Being who I am, I understand when it's time for hate breakup sex. I'm talking the kind of sex which ruins the soul. Guys another rule. "You cannot go back to any ex, if you do it's only for sex and not the kind of sex that is healthy." Which I do for a few weeks before kicking her out on Xmas Eve. So in a matter of 6 weeks I go from having a 6 year relationship to having a crazy lingerie model Brittany in the morning, my ex in the evening, and a girl that I banged staying in my house with my brother who rats me out to the one girl that I actually like the most, her co-worker.
On New Years Eve I trade Brittany for another girl and didn't talk or see her again until this Tuesday. That'll segue nicely into Part 2 later which will be titled "Brittney's be Crazy".
It's not easy being a Typical Guy.
It's been a week since I posted and I got a chance to read Miranda's blog over at http://urbanitequestforlove.blogspot.com/ You really should read it. It's well written, funny, and I detect a little hint of "BitchesBeCrazzy" in her. Fortunately, she says she has big tits, me personally I'm an ass and face guy it's harder to fake. That might make up for her being a lawyer. She thinks that I use women as a penis warmer. That's kind of a typical response and I expect a little better. I don't use women as penis warmers, I have a very high customer service rating and trust me it takes Two to Tango, and more importantly women are more sexual then men. That's right boys. WOMEN ARE MORE SEXUAL THEN MEN. If you read between the lines of this blog as it continues I will help you understand how to tap into it. Think about how successful Sex in the City was. It's actually a good demonstration of how neurotic and crazy women are. Each character is a female type. Not so Coincidently, Miranda has used one of the characters name as her pen name because she identifies with the working professional type.
Let's start on why it's not easy being a guy. It starts back with women's rights and then the sexual revolution. Women now have a dual standard. They want to be sexually liberated and make money and I'm all for it, but they also need to be a mother and a princess. This goes against 100,000's of years of evolution up to that point. Men work, women take care of babies. Women had no real rights, It will be referred by me as the Dark Ages, I'm pro women's rights ( surprising huh??) . I should probably go into the foundation of the institution of marriage was not out of love, but as a foundation for a financial contract. Pussy has been for sale since the beginning of time. Fortunately, women have evolved socially and economically and men have not in the last 90+ years.
Due to the womens rights movement a woman can now earn an independent living. Some women do it with education like Miranda, some do it dancing on a pole. Either way they have something in common. They don't need a man to pay their bills. This goes against the origins of marriage and the unevolved man is confused. So instead of being an Alpha Male he has begun to be more like a woman. Metrosexuals, Sensitive Guys, Wussies, politically correct assholes without balls whatever you want to call them, are becoming normal. I'll plug Adam Carolla's book here because it is so true, In Fifty Years We'll All Be Chicks.
Now onto the second part, the sexual revolution. It is more important then ever to be a good lover or a great fuck or whatever gets a woman off because unlike prior times, women are experienced. Before you married a girl she was a virgin and didn't know what our men were like, now she does. Now sadly, none of the guys mentioned above are usually good in bed. Even Miranda mentioned that the social outcast type is not hot in her post. Even indirectly her evolved vagina is screamed that these guys will not bang her right. My evolving vagina theory should be trademarked or patented. Maybe I should hire Miranda.
Historically being good with women you were called a Ladies Man and he deserved some respect, unfortunately now that is not the case. Now, being good with women or sleeping with a lot of women is bad. I could blame Oprah, but no way it is the "polictially correct" jealous wussy men. They have shaped the last 30 years and because they couldn't get laid in a whorehouse with a fist full of hundreds, they'll try ruin the Ladies Man reputation by mixed up the bad ones with the good ones. Hopefully and almost every woman I have been with will give you something positive about our time. I don't use women, I fulfill a need. Until I find that woman that knocks me over ( I thought I found her once, but that turned out so bad that it will probably be a book ), I will continue to be a Ladies Man until I am 100% in love with someone.
The male response has been even worse. You have seen the formation and infestation of the Douchebag. Oh what a time it is for the douchebag. You can see the roid, tattoo idiots from the IE, the Iranian ( there is no fucking Persia assholes ) idiots in the OC, the Jersey Shore idiots on TV, and they actually survive and thrive in LA like no other place. So the male species is at a crossroads. Not easy for the typical guys.
Let's start on why it's not easy being a guy. It starts back with women's rights and then the sexual revolution. Women now have a dual standard. They want to be sexually liberated and make money and I'm all for it, but they also need to be a mother and a princess. This goes against 100,000's of years of evolution up to that point. Men work, women take care of babies. Women had no real rights, It will be referred by me as the Dark Ages, I'm pro women's rights ( surprising huh??) . I should probably go into the foundation of the institution of marriage was not out of love, but as a foundation for a financial contract. Pussy has been for sale since the beginning of time. Fortunately, women have evolved socially and economically and men have not in the last 90+ years.
Due to the womens rights movement a woman can now earn an independent living. Some women do it with education like Miranda, some do it dancing on a pole. Either way they have something in common. They don't need a man to pay their bills. This goes against the origins of marriage and the unevolved man is confused. So instead of being an Alpha Male he has begun to be more like a woman. Metrosexuals, Sensitive Guys, Wussies, politically correct assholes without balls whatever you want to call them, are becoming normal. I'll plug Adam Carolla's book here because it is so true, In Fifty Years We'll All Be Chicks.
Now onto the second part, the sexual revolution. It is more important then ever to be a good lover or a great fuck or whatever gets a woman off because unlike prior times, women are experienced. Before you married a girl she was a virgin and didn't know what our men were like, now she does. Now sadly, none of the guys mentioned above are usually good in bed. Even Miranda mentioned that the social outcast type is not hot in her post. Even indirectly her evolved vagina is screamed that these guys will not bang her right. My evolving vagina theory should be trademarked or patented. Maybe I should hire Miranda.
Historically being good with women you were called a Ladies Man and he deserved some respect, unfortunately now that is not the case. Now, being good with women or sleeping with a lot of women is bad. I could blame Oprah, but no way it is the "polictially correct" jealous wussy men. They have shaped the last 30 years and because they couldn't get laid in a whorehouse with a fist full of hundreds, they'll try ruin the Ladies Man reputation by mixed up the bad ones with the good ones. Hopefully and almost every woman I have been with will give you something positive about our time. I don't use women, I fulfill a need. Until I find that woman that knocks me over ( I thought I found her once, but that turned out so bad that it will probably be a book ), I will continue to be a Ladies Man until I am 100% in love with someone.
The male response has been even worse. You have seen the formation and infestation of the Douchebag. Oh what a time it is for the douchebag. You can see the roid, tattoo idiots from the IE, the Iranian ( there is no fucking Persia assholes ) idiots in the OC, the Jersey Shore idiots on TV, and they actually survive and thrive in LA like no other place. So the male species is at a crossroads. Not easy for the typical guys.
Friday, January 7, 2011
Online Dating - Women say one thing and mean another.
Ok I started this blog because I read a blog from a mutual friend over at http://urbanitequestforlove.blogspot.com/ . She's posting about being 32 and single and all of the trials and tribulations of dating in LA. I do not know Miranda and she does not know me. We simply come from the same Los Angeles area.
This post is about Online Dating so I'll do my best to not wander onto other subjects. I tried it out for the first time in 2010. In fact, I'm one of the guys that she should avoid on the dating sites. Now I have a gift, I know how women really think or specifically how to sleep with them and exactly what to say and do. It's almost like the movie "What Women Want". I went on 10 dates and slept with 7 of them in less then 2 months. This is all with little time invested. Don't forget that I have other women in my rotation. So little it's juggling between 3 and 8 women at a time. It's exhausting. Now I don't lie, cheat, or say any of the I love you nonsense. I do disclose that I am a little spontaneous, wild, and I'm always fun and a gentlemen and show a woman a good time.
1.) It's Appearance Baby. Almost of the the profiles are the same so girls it comes down to if you are my physical type or not. Try to look as thin as possible. Sadly, I don't post the most flattering pictures of myself, I just hate pictures and I think it shows that I'm less of a narcissist then I actually am. I look cute but I don't overdue it. Plus I hate this Jersey Shore, 909, bullshit. We called them posers in our day, today they are douchebags. Almost of all the women have been surprised at how much more attractive I am in person. This is done on purpose. You see everyone online puts their best foot forward and use old pics or "thin" staged pics, etc. because I don't it makes woman more attracted at the first meeting and less like another online date.
2.) Why women online date. Women only start online dating for one of three reasons. First, they are a troll. Yes you heard me. The ugly, fat, horse headed, big gummed, down syndrome, Disneyland at summer looking pigs head straight online. They have to. I'm flattered that you send me an icebreaker or note or something or another from the site but really you don't have a chance. Sorry if I didn't respond. Second, they are busy with kids and a job. This is cool I understand that it's hard to hit the scene when you have responsibilities and when you do hit the scene on girls night or whatever you do. It's hard to meet a guy. Gotcha understood. Third, they just broke up and looking for something out of their pool. I'm talking way out of their pool. No mutual friends, no community ties, no nothing. It's almost like Vegas and this is why online dating has a high promiscuity rate with guys like me. We are a good catch, we are transient, and it's not quite a one night stand. But honestly tricks we are strangers and I'm assuming you do this quite often. I also think that Online Dating becomes like crack. It's why I think you are desperate. It's just some guy burned you, you are not over it, and I can sense it.
3.) Women's Online Profiles are all the same. Women like to think they are emotionally more mature. This is as ridiculous a conception in America as anything I can think of. Men are emotionally mature. If you feed us, fuck us, and give us a little space every once in awhile. You would never have a problem. It's not our fault that you are the most unbalanced creature every to walk to the earth. The first book in the Bible is about Adam and Eve for a reason. Here is your man, here is paradise, and a stupid snake can tempt you from a tree with some apple. This is the core of the female they like variety, the bad apple, what they can't or shouldn't have, and over think everything. All women will pursue the bad guy, show up at his house in the middle of the night and fuck him silly. The only thing a bad boy ever does to the female psyche is fill the switch and trigger the "Why doesn't he want my pussy" button. I'll tell you why. You're going to give it to him without him having to do shit. This is emotionally immature.
The online profiles show this everytime.
Directly from Profiles:
"An important quality to me is optimism. I am looking for someone who is energetic and who has a positive attitude." Translation: Right up until that dude cant give you an orgasm, but the G spot orgasm that I gave you makes you call for weeks and weeks. Mr Optimistic is still calling and I haven't bothered in two weeks.
"I'd like to meet someone who shares my outlook on life. This means greeting everyday life with humor and thoroughly enjoying living in the moment. Work hard, play hard."
" I am looking for a man with good values. He must be responsible, honest, reliable, and understanding. I want to meet a man who is looking for a long-term relationship, who has patience in dating, knows how to court a woman and how to treat her right."
Translation: I'm over the age of 34 and my egg timer is going crazy.
This post is about Online Dating so I'll do my best to not wander onto other subjects. I tried it out for the first time in 2010. In fact, I'm one of the guys that she should avoid on the dating sites. Now I have a gift, I know how women really think or specifically how to sleep with them and exactly what to say and do. It's almost like the movie "What Women Want". I went on 10 dates and slept with 7 of them in less then 2 months. This is all with little time invested. Don't forget that I have other women in my rotation. So little it's juggling between 3 and 8 women at a time. It's exhausting. Now I don't lie, cheat, or say any of the I love you nonsense. I do disclose that I am a little spontaneous, wild, and I'm always fun and a gentlemen and show a woman a good time.
1.) It's Appearance Baby. Almost of the the profiles are the same so girls it comes down to if you are my physical type or not. Try to look as thin as possible. Sadly, I don't post the most flattering pictures of myself, I just hate pictures and I think it shows that I'm less of a narcissist then I actually am. I look cute but I don't overdue it. Plus I hate this Jersey Shore, 909, bullshit. We called them posers in our day, today they are douchebags. Almost of all the women have been surprised at how much more attractive I am in person. This is done on purpose. You see everyone online puts their best foot forward and use old pics or "thin" staged pics, etc. because I don't it makes woman more attracted at the first meeting and less like another online date.
2.) Why women online date. Women only start online dating for one of three reasons. First, they are a troll. Yes you heard me. The ugly, fat, horse headed, big gummed, down syndrome, Disneyland at summer looking pigs head straight online. They have to. I'm flattered that you send me an icebreaker or note or something or another from the site but really you don't have a chance. Sorry if I didn't respond. Second, they are busy with kids and a job. This is cool I understand that it's hard to hit the scene when you have responsibilities and when you do hit the scene on girls night or whatever you do. It's hard to meet a guy. Gotcha understood. Third, they just broke up and looking for something out of their pool. I'm talking way out of their pool. No mutual friends, no community ties, no nothing. It's almost like Vegas and this is why online dating has a high promiscuity rate with guys like me. We are a good catch, we are transient, and it's not quite a one night stand. But honestly tricks we are strangers and I'm assuming you do this quite often. I also think that Online Dating becomes like crack. It's why I think you are desperate. It's just some guy burned you, you are not over it, and I can sense it.
3.) Women's Online Profiles are all the same. Women like to think they are emotionally more mature. This is as ridiculous a conception in America as anything I can think of. Men are emotionally mature. If you feed us, fuck us, and give us a little space every once in awhile. You would never have a problem. It's not our fault that you are the most unbalanced creature every to walk to the earth. The first book in the Bible is about Adam and Eve for a reason. Here is your man, here is paradise, and a stupid snake can tempt you from a tree with some apple. This is the core of the female they like variety, the bad apple, what they can't or shouldn't have, and over think everything. All women will pursue the bad guy, show up at his house in the middle of the night and fuck him silly. The only thing a bad boy ever does to the female psyche is fill the switch and trigger the "Why doesn't he want my pussy" button. I'll tell you why. You're going to give it to him without him having to do shit. This is emotionally immature.
The online profiles show this everytime.
Directly from Profiles:
"An important quality to me is optimism. I am looking for someone who is energetic and who has a positive attitude." Translation: Right up until that dude cant give you an orgasm, but the G spot orgasm that I gave you makes you call for weeks and weeks. Mr Optimistic is still calling and I haven't bothered in two weeks.
"I'd like to meet someone who shares my outlook on life. This means greeting everyday life with humor and thoroughly enjoying living in the moment. Work hard, play hard."
Translation: I want my man to make some money.
"Being honest about their feelings, being able to communicate about their wants and needs, and being open to compromise."
Translation: My self esteem is low. I'm probably fat.
" I am looking for a man with good values. He must be responsible, honest, reliable, and understanding. I want to meet a man who is looking for a long-term relationship, who has patience in dating, knows how to court a woman and how to treat her right."
Translation: I'm over the age of 34 and my egg timer is going crazy.
Ghost of Girlfriends Past Present and Future
Since this Blog is titled "BitchesBeCrazzy", I'll tell you want it is about. Women. Since a young age I've had a gift. Women love me. I've been the virgin, the good boy, the bad boy, the married man, the player, the jerk, the fuck buddy, the one night stand, the committed boyfriend, the guy that you have threesomes with ( FFM only), the single dad, and the divorcee. I've had innocent game, mad game, poor guys game, rich guys game, and the best game ever honest game.
Just to fill in the stats and background. I'm 36 years old, 6'2", 195 lbs, Dark Blond, Blue Eyes and look somewhat like Ryan Gosling. I'm handsome, lets get that out of the way. I'm not everyone's cup of tea but I'm easy on the eyes. From a career perspective I started my first company at 21 and have had dozens of employees, made a lot of money, drove every car imaginable, lived in a castle on the ocean. Before that I was a waiter working through college, so I didn't come from any trust fund or family money either. I was sure that every woman that reads this blog will want to stereotype me in one way or another.
So this blog will be part Tucker Max, part Dr Phil, and a little how to manual for the guys who think that sleeping with a lot of women is worth it and how to do it no matter what stage of life you are in. As for my stage in life I still believe in and want to be in love with a great woman. No man can be great without a great woman otherwise he is just good. I plan to be great.
Just to fill in the stats and background. I'm 36 years old, 6'2", 195 lbs, Dark Blond, Blue Eyes and look somewhat like Ryan Gosling. I'm handsome, lets get that out of the way. I'm not everyone's cup of tea but I'm easy on the eyes. From a career perspective I started my first company at 21 and have had dozens of employees, made a lot of money, drove every car imaginable, lived in a castle on the ocean. Before that I was a waiter working through college, so I didn't come from any trust fund or family money either. I was sure that every woman that reads this blog will want to stereotype me in one way or another.
So this blog will be part Tucker Max, part Dr Phil, and a little how to manual for the guys who think that sleeping with a lot of women is worth it and how to do it no matter what stage of life you are in. As for my stage in life I still believe in and want to be in love with a great woman. No man can be great without a great woman otherwise he is just good. I plan to be great.
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