a.) Women...can't live with them--can't kill them.
b.) Women...can't live with them--pass the beer nuts.
c.) Women...can't live with them.
d.) All of the above.

No matter to which one of the above you subscribe, one thing is for sure: they make life more interesting, convoluted, disorganized, or financially challenging. Evolving from some small and perky creatures into fully blown (and/or blowing) kinky machines, they bring us mostly...experience. Dealing with these creatures can (and does, all too often) get pretty chalenging. Problems they bring into our lifes can give a run for their money to the biggest brains in the world. "Does my butt look big today, honey?" jesus h. christ(!) how am i suppose to answer that?!?! Even my beloved Fuzzy Logic cannot solve that!

Anyway, i was trying to explain my point of view on women and all the entanglements connected with them. I am not gay. I am not a misogynist. I am a happy bastard, because i've had an opportunity to deal with women spread throughout the whole bitchyness spectrum. I am against hard core feminazis attacking my beloved position of a middle class white caucasian male. I am against lesbians because that's two women less in the dating pool, and two more horny, lonely guys attempting to hunt down potentially the same female that i am after. Continuing, gays are very positive characters to me, since there are more freelance horny potential blowjob queen, ready to allow me to drop my pants and showing them what being a god is all about. But, as my fuzzy logic would indicate, for the women it would be precisly the opposite. Gays and lesbians would need to alter this thinking according to their likeing. I've mention a Blowjob Queen. It is not just a phrase of my impaired speech (via The Marcin List), but a very tangible being. It is them, who have brought me to the conclusion which undermined and abolished Descartian "cogito ergo sum" to my own "i cum therefore i am". Blowjob Queen is a very important function, and sometimes more then a full-time job. Oh, by the way, for the newbies of the Marcintology, it's an equivalent of a girlfriend. The former kind of the Blowjob Queen is The One and Only...The Space Alien. What is a Space Alien, a perspective member of the Church of the Spritual Libations, might ask. Well children...it is she who was important, the one who is the Past, important, nonetheless

a man cannot live on a (single) vagina alone.

She thought I needed to show more emtotion, I thought she was perfect.