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Video about women from Canada that go to Cuba

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Quote:They appreciate a woman for what a woman is; they understand what a woman is, they understand the value of a woman, and you know, sure enough, it's all sexual, there's no way around it. Tee-hee!

I warmed up the old Hamsterbator B528 and it spit this out:

Quote:I've spent my whole life rejected nice guys for doing nice things for me and appearing too desperate as a result. I'm so happy that a bunch of impoverished men are still willing to act like my pussy is made of gold just to get in my pants. Please make special note of the fact that I completely ignore any impoverished men who aren't a physical 8+, but I'm still really thrilled that there are a bunch of impoverished Cuban men who are ideal physical specimens and I can get plenty of alpha dick once a year to tide me over when my pussy turns into an Arctic deep-freeze once I get back to Canada.

I'm fully unaware of the fact that I've personally participated in creating an environment in the Western world where men are rewarded sexually for being assholes and where they only way a man that is anything less than a physical 8+ stands a chance at getting sex is to knock my off my princess pedestal by not seeming too interested and not bothering to hold doors for me.

Of course, that's entirely my own fault too, because I've supported a system where I pretended to value equality. In fact, I don't value equality, except when it benefits me, but I'm a million miles away from being an idealist, because I believe that I deserve everything a man has and more, just because I have a pussy. I'm a hypocritical liar!.

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Hamsterbator B528?

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(01-31-2016 09:10 PM)RIslander Wrote:  Hamsterbator B528?

I think it looks something like this:


It may require an industrial power source, though, so make sure your cuban is a nice patriarchal electrician.

Post: #5

Oiee, Cubanos!

Guess what....

You can have them!

Tell ya what...let's do a reverse Mariel Boat Lift, where we dump all our fat-assed brats on your shores.

Have fun, and hope it works out!

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European Men Are So Much More Romantic Than American Men
Alyssa Lerner
Junior, Boston University

I just got back from a semester abroad in Europe, and let me tell you, it truly was the most magical, amazing experience of my entire life. The French countryside was like something out of a storybook, the Roman ruins were magnificent, and the men, well, European men are by far the most romantic in the world.

You American men all think you're so suave and sophisticated. Well, think again! European men make you look like the immature, inexperienced little children you are. They really know how to make a woman feel special over there. Unlike the so-called men here in the States, European men know how to treat a woman right.

For one thing, European men aren't afraid to come up and talk to you. And they know how to start slow, with a nice cup of Italian espresso or a long walk on some historic street. They know the places you can't find in any tourist guide. They know the whole history of the cities in which they live—who the fountains are named after, who the statues are.

I remember one unforgettable night in Athens, I sat and listened to a Greek sailor for hours as he told me about the countless men who fought over Helen back in ancient times. Afterward, he told me he loved his homeland even more now that he'd seen it through my eyes. I ask you, would an American man ever say something as deep and beautiful as that?

European men know the most romantic little cafés and bistros and trattorias, candlelit places where you can be alone and drink the most fantastic wine. They tell you what's on the menu and what you should try. (If it wasn't for a certain young man in Milan, I never would have discovered fusilli a spinaci et scampi.) And the whole time, they're looking deep into your eyes, like you're the only woman on the entire planet. What woman could resist a man like that? Then, after a moonlit stroll along the waterfront and a kiss in the doorway of their artist's loft, you find yourself unable to—well, I'll leave the rest to your imagination.

I'll never forget my magical semester abroad. One thing's for sure—I'm ruined for American men forever!

American Women Studying In Europe Are Unbelievably Easy
Giovanni Di Salvi

I'm a 25-year-old carpenter living in Rome, and I don't mind telling you that I get all the action I can handle. I'm not all that handsome or well-dressed, and I'm certainly not rich. In fact, my Italian countrywomen could take me or leave me. But that's just fine, because Rome gets loads of tourist traffic, and American co-eds traveling through Europe are without a doubt the easiest lays in the world.

Being European gives me a hell of an advantage. I'm not sure why, but there's something about the accent that opens a lot of doors. All you have to do is go up to them, act a little shy and say, "Whould you like to go with me, Signorina, for a café?" I actually have to thicken up my accent a little, but they never, ever catch on.

After a cheap coffee, which to them always tastes better than anything they've ever had, because they're in Europe, it's time to walk them. Now, all they know about Rome is what they've read in Let's Go, so you can pretty much just make up a whole bunch of shit. It's fun to see how much they'll swallow: As long as I refer to Italy as "my homeland" and other Italians as "my people," they'll believe pretty much anything. I don't know who most of the local statues are, so I tell the muffins they're all great artists and poets and lovers. Once, just for the hell of it, I told a psychology major from the University of Maryland that a public staircase was part of the Spanish Steps, which she'd never even heard of. Another time, I told this blonde from Michigan State that the public library was the Parthenon, and she cooed like I'd just given her a diamond.

For dinner, I usually take them to some cheap little hole in the wall, someplace deserted where not even the cops eat. American girls think candlelight means "romance," not "deteriorating public utilities," so they just poke their nipples through their J. Crew sweaters and never notice that there's no electricity. Just as well, because Roman restaurants aren't exactly the cleanest. After a bunch of fast-talk about the menu, I get them the special, which is usually some anonymous pasta with spinach and day-old shrimp, and whatever cheap, generic, Pope's-blood chianti's at the bottom of the list.

By this time, they're usually standing in a slippery little puddle. Going in for the kill, I walk them past one of Rome's famous 2,000-year-old open cesspools. Then, as we open the door to my shitty efficiency, I kiss them on the eyelids so they don't see the roaches, making sure the first thing they see is the strategically positioned artist's easel I bought at some church sale. That's usually all they need to see and, like clockwork, they fall backwards on my bed with their Birkenstocks in the air.

I mean, they're hardly Italian women, but we have a saying here in Europe: Why buy the cow when you can get the milk for free?

http://www.theonion.com/multiblogpost/eu...eric-11552

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This is incredibly true. I just came back from two week trip to Havana and met a 25 year old good looking black Cuban guy who has had a 70 year old Canadian sponsor - old lady - for the last 3 years.

I didn't believe it. She even taught him some English.

She paid for his apartment , his clothes , jewelry , 500 dollars a month in spending money.

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This is incredibly true. I just came back from two week trip to Havana and met a 25 year old good looking black Cuban guy who has had a 70 year old Canadian sponsor - old lady - for the last 3 years.

I didn't believe it. She even taught him some English.

She paid for his apartment , his clothes , jewelry , 500 dollars a month in spending money.

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I love the line with the girl talking about how women are "appreciated." If that same woman was given attention or "appreciated" back home she would shit on the guy as he would be a creeper or weird. Also, women are put first because it is a traditional country that values the family foundation. Meaning you appreciate the woman who is your wife, the mother of your children, etc. Which is something the western world, specifically feminism rejected long ago. A woman that is part of the family unit is respected, not the dumb, one night tourist lay who overvalues what she is: easy sex. These same women would hate on a Canadian guy living the dream in Eastern Europe or Southeast Asia yet they can enjoy the double standard that women enjoy and men suffer from. You have to love how a plane ticket, a change of scenery, a different culture, can make people delusional.

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(01-31-2016 11:50 PM)Pyrrhic victory Wrote:  I just came back from two week trip to Havana and met a 25 year old good looking black Cuban guy who has had a 70 year old Canadian sponsor - old lady - for the last 3 years.

I didn't believe it. She even taught him some English.

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(01-31-2016 11:50 PM)Pyrrhic victory Wrote:  This is incredibly true. I just came back from two week trip to Havana and met a 25 year old good looking black Cuban guy who has had a 70 year old Canadian sponsor - old lady - for the last 3 years.

I didn't believe it. She even taught him some English.

She paid for his apartment , his clothes , jewelry , 500 dollars a month in spending money.

A 500 dollar a month sponsor is well on the high side for Cuba. That is surely top few % of foreign sponsors. All the ones I know giving ridiculous amounts are typically woman. One guy was getting 10k+ a month for a couple years from an older European lady.

I give my girlfriend of nearly 5 years there $100 per month to put it in perspective.

A lot of those guys literally hit on tourists non stop every day. Approach 20 tourists a day everyday. You are bound to make a few want you. Practice makes perfect.

Hes getting a chick giving him probably 5-20x what he could make working a month.

Imagine a chick here giving you 10-50k / month. Most of us would probably drop our standards substantially.

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(02-01-2016 12:46 AM)lavidaloca Wrote:  

(01-31-2016 11:50 PM)Pyrrhic victory Wrote:  This is incredibly true. I just came back from two week trip to Havana and met a 25 year old good looking black Cuban guy who has had a 70 year old Canadian sponsor - old lady - for the last 3 years.

I didn't believe it. She even taught him some English.

She paid for his apartment , his clothes , jewelry , 500 dollars a month in spending money.

A 500 dollar a month sponsor is well on the high side for Cuba. That is surely top few % of foreign sponsors. All the ones I know giving ridiculous amounts are typically woman. One guy was getting 10k+ a month for a couple years from an older European lady.

I give my girlfriend of nearly 5 years there $100 per month to put it in perspective.

A lot of those guys literally hit on tourists non stop every day. Approach 20 tourists a day everyday. You are bound to make a few want you. Practice makes perfect.

Hes getting a chick giving him probably 5-20x what he could make working a month.

Imagine a chick here giving you 10-50k / month. Most of us would probably drop our standards substantially.

Eh, would I have to actually fuck the 70 year old Canadian? I'd rather just make money and hit on women and fuck the ones that are interested.

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Ego is the currency of the new millennium.

Women have never needed men to open doors for them. The whole opening doors thing came from an era when women had relatively now power, so it was a nice gesture for men to extend to women.

Now women have plenty of power, earning power greater than men in their early 20's, but that doesn't stop them from always yearning for more.

Opening doors for women does nothing to give men a better shot at getting laid. If a women deduces that a man isn't good enough for her, she isn't going to fuck him no matter how many doors he opens. If gets her panties wet, he isn't going to need to open doors for her in order to open her legs.

Thus, desirable men in the west have learned that doing so can only hurt their chances. If he shows too much subservience, she'll make him wait longer for sex and try to force him into a role of submission in the process. If he has no manners, she'll stick fuck him, but she'll do it right away and she won't put conditions on it, because she doesn't see how a dominant man is going to serve her long term needs (in providing free prizes and resources).

What these women are giddy about is the fact that impossibly poor men, who would be considered far too attractive in Canada to waste their time holding doors for women, are impoverished to such a degree that they have nothing more to offer than an impression of subservience. They can get away with this because these women know that they don't have two dimes to rub together, so the women aren't going to try to ball bust them into a provider role.

Men in the West don't have it so easy. If they make the mistake if appearing dumb enough to serve a women out of obligation, he's going to have to go the route of proving how willing he is to lick her feet before he'll come anywhere near her pussy.

Women created this.

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(02-01-2016 12:46 AM)lavidaloca Wrote:  Imagine a chick here giving you 10-50k / month. Most of us would probably drop our standards substantially.

Even if you could earn 50k a month you have to go to work and fuck some bleu cheese laden smelly pussy of an old nagging moneyed witch. It's not worth it. Basic human dignity is still worth more than 50k a month.

This is what separates the whores of the world from people with dignity. Even slaves have more dignity than whores because they're being forced to demean themselves. Whores do it voluntarily.

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This is something you guys would never understand unless you have lived it yourself, I could shine some light on you but it won't change anything.

This thread disappoints me.

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(02-01-2016 07:19 AM)El Chinito loco Wrote:  

(02-01-2016 12:46 AM)lavidaloca Wrote:  Imagine a chick here giving you 10-50k / month. Most of us would probably drop our standards substantially.

Even if you could earn 50k a month you have to go to work and fuck some bleu cheese laden smelly pussy of an old nagging moneyed witch. It's not worth it. Basic human dignity is still worth more than 50k a month.

This is what separates the whores of the world from people with dignity. Even slaves have more dignity than whores because they're being forced to demean themselves. Whores do it voluntarily.

For 50k a month of after tax money...

A lot of the people have literally no opportunity or hope. They are essentially screwed. It's a bit of a strange society. You can not hook and be a girl whose poor, doesn't have nice clothes, nice hair and products to look good. She will then likely attract a fellow poor guy and be equally screwed.

You can't imagine how screwed people are in the provincial cities where there is limited tourism. Most of these peoples live day by day with absolutely 0 spending money.

Even in Havana probably 95% of the population is absolutely screwed. 4% lives a decent existence 0.9% has a pretty good existence and 0.1% live like rock stars. (The 0.1% are largely made up of musicians and artists)

A lot of people are desperate to get out. The funny thing is when I talk with the guys who do pretty well in Cuba they say they like it their and have no desire to leave. I was recently talking with a taxi driver who I've used for a long time. He was telling me about how many of his buddies had left and sold their car and homes, arrived in America with $5,000 - $50,000 and regretted it soon after arrival. In Cuba they lived quite well. Now in America they work non stop trying to get ahead but the sad reality is most of them will struggle to ever even be able to pay off a mortgage on a small home.

A lot of people are fed up with being poor as opposed to fed up with the political system.

No one actually believes all the bs American media floating around about how Cuba is going to explode with visitors and the economy is going to skyrocket. People are somewhat realistic about the realities of life in Cuba.

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(02-01-2016 09:54 AM)Oz. Wrote:  This is something you guys would never understand unless you have lived it yourself, I could shine some light on you but it won't change anything.

This thread disappoints me.

I think what is interesting is that we often hear the same types of rationalizations from some men who go abroad to find women.

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Canadian women have been doing this for years, all the way back to the 60's, the Bajans coined the term Canadian Secretary Syndrome for the women who take cheap, direct flights to the Caribbean to get some island bamboo. They really should have interviewed some Quebecoises chicks in that video, they wouldn't spin the hamster wheel like those uptight Anglo idiots, they'd say something like "I come down for a week to relax and get fucked, what's the big deal?" I think its the puritan, Anglo mentality that sees this as a big deal, people from Latin back grounds don't give as much of a shit about this stuff. I don't think that its a big deal if people from rich countries go to poorer countries and fuck the locals as long as its between two consenting adults. People in places like Canada and the US live pretty busy life styles, are stressed out and a quick vacation down south is a good way to let loose: get drunk, eat good food, dance, party and of course get laid. It doesn't always include fucking locals of course, many guys and girls go to resorts and hostels and fuck other vacationers.

When I stayed at a hostel in Jamaica a few years ago there was a big group of under-30 travelers and we all hung out at the beach and went to bars together. I was hanging out with bad ass local Jamaican chicks who would meet me at the clubs (I pipelined them), the hostel girls were a bit freaked out by this and one French girl told me that I should be careful as Jamaica has a high AIDS rate haha, of course she ended up fucking another backpacker dude, as did all of the other chicks, good times.

Anecdotal observation: A black guy from Chicago was staying at the hostel and ended up banging the hottest girl there, from Finland. This is a potential niche market for black guys from the US, a couple of the girls down there didn't care much for the Jamaican guys because they were too aggressive and came across as desperate. The black guy from Chicago was seen more as a "safer" guy and the girls were all over him.

Sex tourism: When women do it, it's called 'romance travelling': http://www.canada.com/ottawacitizen/news...5a5aa47882

Quote:In winter, a tourist woman's fancy lustily turns to thoughts of sex. By the thousands they descend on the Caribbean every year, women driven by one urge: to spend a week or two sleeping with local "beach boys" and paying them back in drinks, meals, gifts and cash. And it is Quebec women -- with reputations for being financially generous and uninhibited -- who are among the best established in the island flesh trade. Sex tourists, they're called. Or as some prefer it, "romance travellers" looking for "love" and a little tenderness in the tropics. This is the season -- building to a peak in February and March -- when business in Jamaica, Barbados and the Dominican Republic heats up

There's some pretty stupid stereotypes in that article imploring that when men do travel for sex its greasier than when women do that same thing, typical.

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(02-01-2016 09:54 AM)Oz. Wrote:  This is something you guys would never understand unless you have lived it yourself, I could shine some light on you but it won't change anything.

This thread disappoints me.

Oz, you're taking this the wrong way, man.

Nobody is insulting Cuba or Cuban guys.

And you are right: there are plenty of old, ugly, fat Western guys who go abroad to find women.

The difference is that when women do it, the media celebrates it as "liberating" and "exploring" and all the other positive spins they put on it.

But when some old fat dude goes to Thailand (or wherever), he is excoriated, shamed, and threatened in the media.

Just off the top of my head, I can think of two movies showing female sex tourism in a positive light: "How Stella Got Her Groove Back" and "Heading South."









That's just off the top of my head. There may be more. There are NO movies I can think of that show American men escaping from the cesspool of their women here.

All we're doing is pointing out the difference.

This type of thing is always going to exist as long as there are vast economic disparities. And hey, if those old ladies are happy, great! And if these young hustlers can make some money, good for them.

Sex can be arbitraged, it can be leveraged, like anything else. Always has been, always will.

But the Western media will never be honest about this.

.

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As a first generation American of Cuban descent I can proudly say that I've done my level best to keep the pumping and dumping of white chicks right here at home. In hindsight perhaps I should have stamped each cooch with a "Laid in America!"label

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(01-31-2016 06:40 PM)JayMillz Wrote:  Video about women from Canada that go to Cuba

So back home these fat, entitled, unfeminine mediocre looking shrews don't get approached and romanced by tall, fit, good looking guys? That is a mystery

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(01-31-2016 11:07 PM)Roosh Wrote:  European Men Are So Much More Romantic Than American Men
Alyssa Lerner
Junior, Boston University

I just got back from a semester abroad in Europe, and let me tell you, it truly was the most magical, amazing experience of my entire life. The French countryside was like something out of a storybook, the Roman ruins were magnificent, and the men, well, European men are by far the most romantic in the world.

You American men all think you're so suave and sophisticated. Well, think again! European men make you look like the immature, inexperienced little children you are. They really know how to make a woman feel special over there. Unlike the so-called men here in the States, European men know how to treat a woman right.

For one thing, European men aren't afraid to come up and talk to you. And they know how to start slow, with a nice cup of Italian espresso or a long walk on some historic street. They know the places you can't find in any tourist guide. They know the whole history of the cities in which they live—who the fountains are named after, who the statues are.

I remember one unforgettable night in Athens, I sat and listened to a Greek sailor for hours as he told me about the countless men who fought over Helen back in ancient times. Afterward, he told me he loved his homeland even more now that he'd seen it through my eyes. I ask you, would an American man ever say something as deep and beautiful as that?

European men know the most romantic little cafés and bistros and trattorias, candlelit places where you can be alone and drink the most fantastic wine. They tell you what's on the menu and what you should try. (If it wasn't for a certain young man in Milan, I never would have discovered fusilli a spinaci et scampi.) And the whole time, they're looking deep into your eyes, like you're the only woman on the entire planet. What woman could resist a man like that? Then, after a moonlit stroll along the waterfront and a kiss in the doorway of their artist's loft, you find yourself unable to—well, I'll leave the rest to your imagination.

I'll never forget my magical semester abroad. One thing's for sure—I'm ruined for American men forever!

American Women Studying In Europe Are Unbelievably Easy
Giovanni Di Salvi

I'm a 25-year-old carpenter living in Rome, and I don't mind telling you that I get all the action I can handle. I'm not all that handsome or well-dressed, and I'm certainly not rich. In fact, my Italian countrywomen could take me or leave me. But that's just fine, because Rome gets loads of tourist traffic, and American co-eds traveling through Europe are without a doubt the easiest lays in the world.

Being European gives me a hell of an advantage. I'm not sure why, but there's something about the accent that opens a lot of doors. All you have to do is go up to them, act a little shy and say, "Whould you like to go with me, Signorina, for a café?" I actually have to thicken up my accent a little, but they never, ever catch on.

After a cheap coffee, which to them always tastes better than anything they've ever had, because they're in Europe, it's time to walk them. Now, all they know about Rome is what they've read in Let's Go, so you can pretty much just make up a whole bunch of shit. It's fun to see how much they'll swallow: As long as I refer to Italy as "my homeland" and other Italians as "my people," they'll believe pretty much anything. I don't know who most of the local statues are, so I tell the muffins they're all great artists and poets and lovers. Once, just for the hell of it, I told a psychology major from the University of Maryland that a public staircase was part of the Spanish Steps, which she'd never even heard of. Another time, I told this blonde from Michigan State that the public library was the Parthenon, and she cooed like I'd just given her a diamond.

For dinner, I usually take them to some cheap little hole in the wall, someplace deserted where not even the cops eat. American girls think candlelight means "romance," not "deteriorating public utilities," so they just poke their nipples through their J. Crew sweaters and never notice that there's no electricity. Just as well, because Roman restaurants aren't exactly the cleanest. After a bunch of fast-talk about the menu, I get them the special, which is usually some anonymous pasta with spinach and day-old shrimp, and whatever cheap, generic, Pope's-blood chianti's at the bottom of the list.

By this time, they're usually standing in a slippery little puddle. Going in for the kill, I walk them past one of Rome's famous 2,000-year-old open cesspools. Then, as we open the door to my shitty efficiency, I kiss them on the eyelids so they don't see the roaches, making sure the first thing they see is the strategically positioned artist's easel I bought at some church sale. That's usually all they need to see and, like clockwork, they fall backwards on my bed with their Birkenstocks in the air.

I mean, they're hardly Italian women, but we have a saying here in Europe: Why buy the cow when you can get the milk for free?

http://www.theonion.com/multiblogpost/eu...eric-11552

That's exactly what I was thinking when I was reading this Hamsters story! I read that story in a David Deangelo eBook... damn I miss the good ol days when I was a newbie sometimes!

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(01-31-2016 11:07 PM)Roosh Wrote:  European Men Are So Much More Romantic Than American Men
Alyssa Lerner
Junior, Boston University

The French countryside was like something out of a storybook, the Roman ruins were magnificent,

....

They know the places you can't find in any tourist guide. They know the whole history of the cities in which they live—who the fountains are named after, who the statues are.

....


I remember one unforgettable night in Athens, I sat and listened to a Greek sailor for hours as he told me about the countless men who fought over Helen back in ancient times.

...

And the whole time, they're looking deep into your eyes, like you're the only woman on the entire planet. What woman could resist a man like that? Then, after a moonlit stroll along the waterfront and a kiss in the doorway of their artist's loft,

....

I'll never forget my magical semester abroad. One thing's for sure—I'm ruined for American men forever!

American Women Studying In Europe Are Unbelievably Easy

American co-eds traveling through Europe are without a doubt the easiest lays in the world.


Now, all they know about Rome is what they've read in Let's Go, so you can pretty much just make up a whole bunch of shit. It's fun to see how much they'll swallow: As long as I refer to Italy as "my homeland" and other Italians as "my people," they'll believe pretty much anything.

...

For dinner, I usually take them to some cheap little hole in the wall, someplace deserted where not even the cops eat. American girls think candlelight means "romance," not "deteriorating public utilities," so they just poke their nipples through their J. Crew sweaters and never notice that there's no electricity.

...

Then, as we open the door to my shitty efficiency, I kiss them on the eyelids so they don't see the roaches, making sure the first thing they see is the strategically positioned artist's easel I bought at some church sale. That's usually all they need to see and, like clockwork, they fall backwards on my bed...

I mean, they're hardly Italian women, but we have a saying here in Europe: Why buy the cow when you can get the milk for free?

http://www.theonion.com/multiblogpost/eu...eric-11552

Despite coming from a news satire site, it has reflected greatly two truths.

Women are slaves to a fantasy than truths, It also tells a lot about women from North America. They are gullible to anything they tell you not because they want honest but because they honestly want a fantasy satisfied.

Men are generally so thirsty they'll give up truths for bullshit. They'll lower their standards to be satisfied.