So I went to see Les Mis and it was fabulous! And so did the audience with the exception of some the guys that were dragged there by their wives/girlfriends. You could spot these men instantly; heads hanging low, shuffling of feet with an air of being truly beaten down.
There were lots of women in the audience, I would say 80% of the sold-out show. Those unattached to a sweating man-pig were alone or in a group with other women. My guess, most were single or wishing they were. I was the only guy in the audience sitting alone.
The reason guys are idiots is because most refuse to culture themselves, in an effort to keep other man-pigs, who they will never fuck, from thinking they are “pussies,” “fags,” or “educated.” What they fail to understand is that women would love to have a guy (research indicates) who would enjoy going with them to these types of films.
Enter the “gay friend!” Yes, every girl needs a gay friend in her life to plug the gaping hole that the man-pig species leaves in his wake. The gay friend can go shopping for clothes, escort women to chick flicks and talk about social esoterica like “feelings.”
So fellas (man-pig), please pick up a book to read. Comb through the blogs of women here on Tumblr and go over THEIR reading list and start there.
Too much work? OK, try this… go read some F. Scott Fitzgerald, Walt Whitman, William Blake, Henry David Thoreau, and Nathaniel Hawthorne. That should get you started in turning you from a man-pig into something that a worthy girl may actually want to talk to.
Nope. Not you.
Don’t be fussy…. how about you.. just ask Violet on it….? (￣ω￣;)
Right now I have three cats as aggregates. In no way I shall be paying a pet hotel for them just for the sake of your visiting. That’s a rubbish plan.