Once again, I hate all woman kind. There are exceptions: Tricky Teri, Night Bug, 5foot9brunette, and my mom. All you other women can hicup a dickup till ya sickup!

As you all know, I'm not the smallest brother in the world. I'm fine with that. At least I thought I was. I've been going to the gym and getting my workout on. I'm even seeing some improvement. (i saw my penis 3 times this week!) Sometimes I wish my inner monologue didn't have access to my fingers... Anyhoo, just as I'm regaining some self confidence, WOMAN strikes. I'm minding my own business. I just happened to be on a machine that works out the chest and arms. Off to my left, I hear some girls talking about boobs. No biggie. Regular gym talk right? Not! They were discussing what they wanted their boobs to look like. All was good until I notice them looking in my direction. Could you believe that one of these bitches wants her boobs to look like mine? What the hell is that shit? I am her model of mammary perfection? Bitch I'm a man! I'm not supposed to have these shits! This isn't something I worked at. It's a flaw. It's not right.

Being the rational man that I am, I finished my workout on the machine without comment. As I got up and cleaned off the bench, the woman in question got right on it. I resisted the temptation to mule kick her in the sternum. I didn't even mumble anything under my breath. I was really good. I went to the locker room to get my things. As I walked by the mirror, I did my obligatory flexing and posing. (any man who says he doesn't do it is telling fables.) After speaking to some of the regulars, I bounced out.

I don't know what prompted the next event. I was walking towards the door, kinda spaced out. From the corner of my eye I caught a glimpse of myself. You know what? That bitch was right. I've got nice tits!

Smell that? That's me. I'm the shit!

TheBigOne

A few summers ago, my daughter told me (with conviction I might add) that she had a boyfriend. I didn't find this cute or even remotely funny. My daughter at the time was 8 years old. Being the super father that I am (I have the reactions of a sick, old, three legged cat) I quickly rebutted. 'No you don't.' 'I don't?' 'No. You don't.' 'Okay Daddy.' Why can't it always be that easy? I'll tell you why. We as parents have lost control of our children. I haven't! But some of you out there have really got to get your shit together.

It all seems to start with some white lady who has no kids. You see this woman in the store telling people with kids how to take care of them. You've seen it. 'Don't hit that poor boy/girl.' Or. 'Someone should call DCF.' If she says that to me it would go a bit different. 'Bitch, shut the fuck up. I'll beat MY child when he/she needs it. Call DCF if you want to. I'll beat them until they get here, and then I'll beat DCF's ass too!'

It didn't matter what or how he tried, he would never be able to please her. That was the kind of girl she was. No one no where at no time would be good enough. Everyday he would try something new to no avail.At times he would wonder why he even bothered, then it would come to him. She said she loved him. If that was so, how did things ever get this far? How?

She had long since lost any idea of day or night. The room where she was being kept was totally devoid of light. There was no sound. Food was given through IV. The water she waded in was in a pool with no discernable dimentions. It was as close to sensory depravation as possible. The only sound was the madness of her mind. Smell was limited to her fear and that had to be imaginary. It was to the point that she looked forward to his daily visit. Parts of her even craved it.

Today would be the day. Today she would break. All she had to do was return his love. The moment she did that he would let her go. His heart yearned for the day it would happen. But he was prepared for the heartbreak. His new tools were finally here. The pain she made him feel was going to be nothing to how she would feel. Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned? Yeah right. No one knows the limits a man in love will go to. Not hell. Not GOD. And especially not her. The scalpel looked like a good place to start.

How did it ever get this far? How did it ever get this far?

Smell that? That's me. I'm the shit!

TheBigOne

I don't want to post anything today. I didn't get out of work... That's the wrong way to put it. I didn't get back to Connecticut until 6:30 this morning. I had a company vehicle so I had to return that before I could go home. After waiting to make sure I could drive home, I did. Now it's 9:10, and I'm exhausted. I started my day @ 6:00 yesterday. 400 miles of driving to do the route, and another 110 to get home, just seem to suck right now. But you are my people, and you hardly ever deny me the mental sustinence I crave, so in turn, I have to give back.

I talk about me alot here. After 33 years of knowing myself, I feel qualified to discuss me with you. Although I seem to learn something new about me on a daily basis. Today I learned that I really don't like my son's mother. I may have stated something to that effect previously, but as of right now, I can say with no (what's the word) reservation that I really don't like this woman.

For whatever reason, she has moved back in with her mother. It would seem that I'm not supposed to know about this. She had her own apartment. I don't know what happened with that. They must have wanted her to actually pay rent or something. She swears up and down that she'd never move back with her mom, but there she is. I didn't ask for this information. Her mom lives on a main road. I being a courier, travel this road at odd times of the day and night. I've seen her vehicle there for about a good week now. And her brother told me she moved into the basement. Gotta reveal all the sources.

I get my son once every two weeks. I hate it, but it's all I can get out of the judge because of my 'on call' status for my job. Today happens to be one of those days. Actually, tomorrow is that day, but he wants to come early and I welcome that. He called me and asked me if I could get him from school. As much as I would like to, I also need some sleep. I NEED at least 8 hours. I told him I would pick him up after 5:00 at his grandmother's. His mom got on the phone all bent because I wanted to pick him up there. He's going to be there anyway! But I'm not supposed to know that, so I have to play it off like I'm going to pick up his Aunt (him being 6, and her being 9) too. Not that I mind. She's a great kid. But why do I have to get involved with being deceptive because she doesn't want me to know where she lives?

It makes no sense. By the way, these are the types of women that I put on blast in my posts. Savanahsmiles seems to think that I have it out for a certain type of woman. I really don't. I love my ghetto beauty queens as much as the next man. It's just that some of them go way to far. You know the ones: Them truck jumpin, club frontin, hustle somethin, know nothin, dealer fuckin, warrant duckin, baby's daddy dodgin, neck rollin, finger snappin, house shoes on the block wearin, BITCHES. I hate them!

I have no idea what the hell I was writing about. And I'm too lazy to hit the scroll button and find out. I'm tired. I wish I could stick to one topic and write it out thoughtfully and have it make sense. But I can't. Not now. I'm going to stop now. To all of you that I regularly see in chat. I'll see you there. To those of you who check me out. Thanks for the love. (i'm rambling. who does that?) See you when I see you.

This is where Adam would normally put Hope you live to see the dawn. I didn't spell it like he does on purpose. That's his tagline. I like it. I even like the idea of it. So... I've got one of my own. It may change in the future, but for now it's going to be...

Smell that? That's me. I'm the shit!

TheBigOne

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I'm glad he made this site, but dayum! It's been there for a while too! Will someone help our boy out please?

TheBigOne

And yes, grammar is spelled wrong in the title on purpose. You're such an assclown for even asking that! lol

TheBigOne