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Wednesday, October 29. 2008

Women approaching equality with men...in illicit sex

Women are approaching equality with men in the rapidly swelling ranks of the unfaithful.

Indeed, it should not be difficult for women to exceed men in this critical metric of gender equality. All it takes is to give the guy a few beers to dissolve his noble conscience, a well-timed wink and smile, followed up by a gentle touch. Right?

Just make him feel "special," and he's yours, ladies, because real, everyday life doesn't tend to make most guys feel very special. Why should it? Life owes us nothing.

And you want to feel special too.

Posted by The Barrister in Our Essays, The Culture, "Culture," Pop Culture and Recreation at 12:46 | Comment (1) | Trackbacks (0)

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The last time I was in Vegas on, um, business, I was doing some afterhours research at Cleopatra's Barge in Caesar's Palace and noticed a super hot blonde nice young woman was looking at me as she passed on the way to her table. She leaned in real close and breathed in my ear "You look like all kinds of fun trouble". All I could stammer out as she swayed away was "I am".

I am sure she was a hooker.
#1 Phil on 2008-10-29 19:22 (Reply)

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