Fucking -- It's All Business, Ain't It?

Argh… the rigors of dating in Los Angeles. It sucks shit out of a dead dogs ass. I was talking with some friends of mine about the whole thing, and at the end of the day it boils down to what Viennese poet Rainer Maria Rilke said, “In life what is important to men is women, and what is important to women in money.” You know the old phrase, “seal the deal” in terms of getting a girl in the position to dick her down? Think about that, “seal the deal” even at that early stage in a relationship it’s viewed as a business dealing, and it doesn’t stop there. Once you get married you better get to know the ins and outs of Community Property Law, and then Divorce law, and then you’ll be kicking yourself for not get a prenup; again that’s a contract. Even the marriage agreement requires a legal document, a martial contract is essentially what it is.

Isn’t that fucked up? The search for money by women drives everything. You ask them and the deny it, that they want a man who can make them laugh and has a good personality. But I ask you, if a man who was make $500,000 year approached a woman, asked her out, and started dating her, but didn’t have the best personality, and wasn’t all that jokey, nor does this dude have a lot time to spend with the broad, ‘cause of his job, yet he showed her the best, most exciting times, because he had a lot of cash to burn to make his experiences with the women fun (‘cause as a dude you got to be with someone that you’re spending money on).

Or would she take the dude who made her laugh all the time, had all the time in the world for her, and had basically the same personality, but maybe version 1.2… although this guy was barely making over $40K… which guy would the woman take? Guy #1!!!

Girls just want to have fun, right? Doesn’t money mean more opportunities to have fun? Yes, it damn well does.

Broke muthafuckas have it bad. They can get a girl, and get married, but they lose a lot of power in the relationship. You all know the one… they have to ask their bitch for permission to do anything, like take piss with the toilet seat up!

When the game of fucking, it's a game of power -- like every other game. As a male, if you don't set the precedent of how shit is going to be... then you're setting yourself for countless times that you have to bite your tongue! 'Cause you let the girl get away with something THE FIRST TIME, when you should have nipped that shite in the bud. Can't go back on it the second time you see something and don't like it, 'cause the girl just will not understand.

So if you want a Dimepiece like the one to your right... then you gotta be a man, and put your foot in that ass.

I remember a few months ago when I was reading The Autobiography of Malcolm X, and in the Detroit Red section, Malcolm talked about his time when he kicked it with hookers; hookers told Malcolm that most of the time Men need to be gruff with their women, and from time to time be sweet and affection and kind. If you don't, per the hookers, then the Men will frequently outside sources for their pussy; pussy that doesn't cut your balls off just so you can "get some tonight."

With hookers or any other kind of so-called pay-for-pussy girl, one isn't necessarily paying for the ses -- one is paying for the bitch to hit the bricks after you nut and wipe your dick on the curtain.

But on the reals, as a man you're paying for pussy any way you look at it. The gas, dinners, movies, horseback trips, picnics, bottle of wine, trips to resorts -- that's all money out the pocket, right? Money that is used to create a sense of happiness within the woman so she'll fuck. Couldn't that same money be spent on a bitch in a brothel?