Peaeater

Life in hyperbole. HYPERBOLE, I said!


Don't Date Him, Girl

http://www.dontdatehimgirl.com

Don't date him girl dot com is all about empowering us girls. "Before the purchase of something new, whether it's a house or a car, you evaluate it -- give it the once over before you close the sale." That is so true. Whenever I purchase a man*, I want to make sure he's got all his teeth, a strong back, and enough brain to follow orders but not think too much. A clever slave is a danger to himself, his mistress, and my silver mine.**

Once you're done slagging your ex, head on over to the online shop where you can further empowersize yourself by purchasing don't-date-him-girl thong underwear, which, when you drop your pants at the next frat party, will get you the respect you've been missing. Finally those jerks will stop staring at your breasts!

Just for the record, I am against slavery, but I argue strongly in favour of underwear.

* As the Good Book says: "As for your male and female slaves who may belong to you, you may buy male and female slaves from the nations all around you." (Leviticus 25:44)

** You thought I had a cotton plantation? Slavery is older than that. The slave-worked silver mines at Laurion were a big source of revenue for ancient Athens. My classics education is paying big dividends, here.

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